Sweet Adorable Wife, Please Kiss Slower! - Chapter 830

Chapter 830: Lu Zhanbei’s Strange Look (3)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lin Wanwan calmed down and nodded silently.

As she was worried about Lu Zhanbei, she got off work early that day.

She returned to Yun Mansion and pushed open the door of the study room. Lu Zhanbei wasn’t inside.

She went to the bedroom and saw that he was lying on the bed, sleeping. She could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

He had slept for the entire afternoon. It could be seen how tired he had been recently.

Lin Wanwan sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Lu Zhanbei’s face.

Without that obtrusive pair of phoenixes, his elegant and handsome facial features looked calm.

Hold on!

Lin Wanwan suddenly recognized his strange look.

Even if the light inside the house was dim, one could still faintly see that Lu Zhanbei’s skin color was sickly pale. His thin lips were so red that they looked as if they were bleeding.

Lin Wanwan reached out and touched his forehead. It was so hot!

She immediately wanted to contact Doctor Gao Yang. However, as her foot hit the edge of the bed, she woke Lu Zhanbei up.

“Why are you back so early?”

“Lu Zhanbei, you’re running a fever!”

Lu Zhanbei laughed lightly. “It looks like I caught a cold yesterday night. There’s a medicine box downstairs. I’ll be fine after taking some medicine.”

“No, I’ll get Doctor Gao to come over immediately.”

Lu Zhanbei initially wanted to reject her but saw that Lin Wanwan kept changing her facial expressions. It was obvious she was letting her mind wander again. Thus, he could only nod.

Within 15 minutes, Gao Yang rushed over. He pushed open the door and saw that Lu Zhanbei was staring at himself.

Without any words, the aura he displayed was enough to cause people to surrender involuntarily.

Gao Yang’s heart skipped a beat. Under Lin Wanwan’s anxious urging, he quickly did a check and put Lu Zhanbei on a drip.

“No need to worry. Sir’s running a high fever. He just needs to be on the drip for a few days.”

Lin Wanwan felt uneasy in her heart. “Are you sure?”

Lu Zhanbei’s physique had always been good. How could he have suddenly fallen ill?

“I’m a doctor, and I wouldn’t crack jokes over Sir’s health.”

Lin Wanwan sent Gao Yang away and went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of porridge.

Lu Zhanbei was about to reach out to receive it when Lin Wanwan avoided him.

“I’ll feed you.”

“Can you stop treating me as a dying patient?”

Lin Wanwan glared at him. “Cut the nonsense. Open your mouth.”

Lu Zhanbei opened his mouth and obediently accepted her feeding him. The bowl of porridge soon bottomed out.

Lin Wanwan placed the ice bag on Lu Zhanbei’s forehead to cool his temperature down. Seeing that he looked a little cold, she snuggled into his arms. She wrapped her arm around his slender waist. When she heard his rapid heartbeats, the ominous feeling in her heart became stronger.

“Lu Zhanbei.”

“Eh?”

Lin Wanwan paused, then decided to ask him, “Are you hiding something from me?”

Lu Zhanbei frowned. Then, his eyebrows relaxed. “Yes.”

“… What is it?” Her heart beat fast.

“Actually…”

Lin Wanwan paid attention to his words.

“I can do it more than seven times a night.”

Lin Wanwan was speechless. “…”

She couldn’t describe how she felt. She was relieved. At the same time, she found the situation even stranger.

She was about to say something when Lu Zhanbei flipped over and pressed her under his body. He started to kiss her.

Lin Wanwan was shocked and hurriedly pushed him away. “Lu Zhanbei, you’re still sick. Don’t fool around!”