As everyone knew, although Ice Block was soft as jade and fragrant in the dark, she was usually icy cold.
But today, she had a fever.
Her exquisitely curved body was frail and hot, pressed entirely against him; even through their clothes, he could clearly feel her warmth.
Cold Fairy was already burning up, yet she still did not dare meet Little Li's eyes. She always felt that if his blazing gaze kept fixed on her, she would only burn hotter and hotter.
Why was she unable to look him in the eye now?
What exactly had happened? Was it because she was sick?
"Li Mo, you're a bad little brother." Ying Bing narrowed her eyes, looking sickly but still refusing to show weakness as she raised her head.
"How could that be? I'm worried about you. How could I let blisters form in your mouth?"
Little Li looked utterly serious, bold beyond measure.
As though he had not been the one who had boldly lifted the covers and climbed into bed to bully the soft, helpless Ice Block—and was even thinking about eating ice.
Cold Fairy parted her crimson lips, seeming to want to say something else, but the bold beyond measure someone gave her no chance.
"Mmph..."
Li Mo lowered his head and ate the hardest part of Ice Block's entire body.
Some things truly differed greatly between their outside and inside. They looked hard, but tasted sweet and juicy, filling the mouth with saliva.
However, Doctor Li had not forgotten his main task—finding the blister in her little mouth.
As everyone knew.
Blisters generally formed on the tongue.
After all, after having her mouth eaten so many times and seeing those study materials in Little Li's head, even though Ice Block was sick now, she had once