Yao Ziyan leaned closer to Luo Chuan and pressed her palm to his forehead. Colds did exist on Tianlan Continent; Yao Ziyue had often caught them when she was little.
Luo Chuan felt a cool, soft touch against his forehead as Yao Ziyan seriously examined his "condition."
"Do I have a cold?" Luo Chuan asked.
Yao Ziyan withdrew her hand and shook her head, saying somewhat uncertainly, "I don't know. I don't know medicine, after all."
"Then why did you look so serious just now?"
"I've seen humans do it like that." Yao Ziyan said it as though it were only natural.
Luo Chuan: "..."
Why did Yao Ziyan seem to be getting less reliable by the day?
"Doesn't seem like anything serious." Yao Ziyan touched her own forehead with her other hand before withdrawing it. "Maybe you're a little warm. That's within the normal range. You should be fine after some sleep."
"Is that so?" Luo Chuan yawned.
"You look really sleepy. Didn't you sleep well last night?" Yao Ziyan could not help asking.
"Yeah. I couldn't sleep alone." Luo Chuan nodded, his meaning plain enough.
Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan, helpless yet amused. "Is that the only reason?"
Having his thoughts seen through, even Luo Chuan felt a little awkward. "Uh... maybe my habits changed when we were in the ruins, and my body clock hasn't adjusted since coming back."
"I knew it."
Yao Ziyan sighed, recalling how Luo Chuan had messaged her in the middle of the night and woken her up. When it came to this sort of thing, the boss truly was no different from ordinary people.
Under Luo Chuan's puzzled gaze, Yao Ziyan pulled him over and pressed him down onto her lap.
"Sleep." she said softly.
Luo Chuan caught a faint fragrance