Xie Ji subconsciously touched the corner of his lip, hissing in pain, and quietly said, "No, this was from my brother..."
Lu Xunji coughed.
Xie Ji immediately stopped talking, blinked, and innocently said, "My brother told me not to say."
Shang Yan: "..."
[Baby, isn't this practically self-destruction?]
[You two were secretly whispering sweet nothings upstairs, weren't you?!]
[The sky is about to fall for the Shiji Party.]
[ Lu Xunji is still embarrassed, but they've already kissed, let us see what happened!]
[ Ji Shi and Zhou Heyu were cleaning in the kitchen and couldn't hear, otherwise they really would have been devastated.]
[I can understand if Ji Shi Little Zhou broken? Our Little Zhou has always been diligent in his work and honest in his character. Can we please include our Little Zhou in this All Festival's carnival of health and well-being?]
[Ever since the two of them brought A-Gang and A-Qiang back together, Little Zhou has become very close to Xie Ji. Little Zhou used to be a very withdrawn person, but now he even helps Xie Ji cook!]
[To be honest, weren't they helping Xie Ji blow up the kitchen?]
[ Xie Ji Shi, Zhou Heyu, and the other two really shouldn't be together anymore. They're either causing trouble or on their way to causing trouble, and in the end, it's always our Lu Meiren who has to clean up the mess.]
[With Ji Shi, Zhou Heyu, Xie Ji, Xie Ji, and Lu Xunji Mu Yao, if they separate, they each become kings; if they unite, Little Lu.]
Why aren't you including our CEO again?
[Because President Shang licked his own lips, he poisoned himself. I originally thought President Shang was a high-class beauty, but it turns out he's a man-eating flower from the snow-capped mountains.]
After Xie Ji went downstairs, he quickly ran to the kitchen and started cleaning up with Ji Shi and Zhou Heyu.
Mu Yao originally wanted to go in with them, but the kitchen was too small. There was already room for three men, so he had to give up.
Half an hour later, the kitchen, which had been ravaged by the fire, was finally managed to be salvaged.
Unfortunately, the three young masters were not very skilled at their work. Looking at the burnt-through bottom of the pot, Lu Xunji could only throw the small wok, which was only good for one meal, into the trash can.
When the points shop reopened, Xie Ji used his points to buy a whole new set of kitchen utensils. He was so distressed by the expense that he jumped up and down like a rabbit that had been slapped on the butt and was about to bite someone.
Ji Shi offered to help Xie Ji share some of the points, but Xie Ji refused through gritted teeth.
"Forget it, you're already so poor you're practically bursting with cash. You won't be able to afford the machinery next time the paddy fields are harvested." Xie Ji hesitated for a moment, then pouted, "My brother already helped you plant once; I don't want him to help you harvest again."
Ji Shi: "..."
In those thirty seconds of hesitation, were you feeling sorry for me because I couldn't afford to borrow the machine, or were you feeling sorry for your brother who helped me plant half an acre of rice seedlings!?
Fortunately, Xie Ji had plenty of points, and even with some losses, it was enough to cover his daily and mission expenses.
In the evening, Lu Xunji simply reheated the remaining dishes, which was enough to fill everyone's stomachs.
Xie Ji, however, was unusually quiet and didn't eat much. He put down his bowl early and sat obediently to the side.
Ji Shi leaned closer with concern and asked, " Xie Little Ji, why didn't you eat much? This isn't your usual appetite. You usually eat at least three bowls a day. Why did you only eat half a bowl today?"
Xie Ji sat on the sofa, glanced at him sideways, and touched his stomach without saying a word.
The Time Ritual Party members in the live chat immediately burst into laughter.
He cares about him! He loves him so much!
[No wonder Ji Shi doesn't have a wife. What kind of good person would constantly talk about their sweetheart eating three bowls of rice in one Ji Shi?]
[ Xie Ji: Eating three bowls of rice will get me nagged Ji Shi for a lifetime!]
[My dear son, look at Lu Xunji! He's flirting openly and subtly. Don't let his constant calling you an idiot fool you; he secretly dotes on you without saying a word. I wish I could jump into the screen and teach you how to seduce Xie Ji.]
Lu Xunji walked over, reached out and touched Xie Ji's forehead, then lowered his head, instantly closing the distance between them.
Ji Shi, glaring from the side, quickly grabbed Lu Xunji: "What the hell are you doing?"
Xie Ji plaster was pasted on Lu Xunji's forehead.
Xie Ji looked up at him listlessly, then quickly lowered his eyes again, a watery red tinge appearing around his eyes.
"You have a fever." Lu Xunji held Xie Ji's neck, rubbed his earlobe with his thumb, and whispered, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Xie Ji shook his head and whispered, "No, it just feels like my brain is full of water. Brother, has my brain melted?"
Ji Shi: "..."
Well, they've all gone mad from the fever.
Lu Xunji sighed and picked Xie Ji up in his arms.
Ji Shi jumped up in alarm. "What are you doing? Let him go!"
"I'll carry him upstairs to rest." Lu Xunji frowned. "Move aside."
Ji Shi frowned and reached out. "Why should you carry me, and I'll do it..."
Lu Xunji walked past him. "Take care of yourself."
Ji Shi was about to chase after them again Ji Shi Shang Yan pulled him back, saying, " Lu Xunji is right. You're not a doctor. How can you possibly carry Xie Ji properly? The most important thing right now is to contact a doctor, isn't it?"
"Is Lu Xunji a doctor?!" Ji Shi said indignantly, "Why is he allowed to hug Xie Ji?!"
"Undeniable." Shang Yan pushed up his glasses. "He at least knows better than you how to take care of a sick person. Young Master Ji has only ever been waited on since he was a child. Do you even know how to take care of Xie Ji?"
Ji Shi opened his mouth, but in the end, he could only helplessly shut up.
Damn it, raising a spoiled little brat is so difficult.
He doesn't seem to have any skills at all.
How did you lose to Lu Xunji again!
Xie Ji had actually been feeling a bit unwell since taking a shower in the afternoon, probably because she had been exposed to too much cold water today.
Although he is frail, he doesn't get sick often, and he figured he could just tough it out with this low-grade fever.
Unexpectedly, this one thrust caused his temperature to rise to 38 degrees Celsius.
When Lu Xunji took the thermometer out of his mouth, his brows were so furrowed they could have trapped a fly.
The production team has contacted a doctor, but it will take time for the doctor to bring the medicine over by boat from this deserted island.
It would have been better if she hadn't said anything, but after being spun around and hugged by Xie Ji like that, she started acting all spoiled.
His eyes, glazed with fever, were filled with a hazy, misty blue light, like a layer of sea-blue glass, fragile and easily broken.
Lu Xunji poured a glass of warm water, tested the temperature on the back of his hand to make sure it was comfortable, and then used a cotton swab to apply the water to Xie Ji's dry and cracked lips.
As the doctor failed to arrive, Lu Xunji's inner rage grew stronger, but he managed to suppress it.
He sat down next to Xie Ji, pressed his forehead against Xie Ji's, and whispered, "Are you still feeling unwell?"
Xie Ji stretched a hand out from under the covers and grabbed Lu Xunji's wrist.
"I'm alright," Xie Ji, still feeling a bit dizzy from the fever. "I'm just a little sleepy."
Lu Xunji patted Xie Ji's blanket and rolled his Adam's apple. "Then how about you get some sleep? I'll wake you when the doctor comes."
Xie Ji hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you angry again?"
Lu Xunji paused for a moment, then said, "... No."
"You're angry, I can feel it." Xie Ji was so sleepy that he murmured with his eyes closed, "When you're angry, are you going to scratch yourself again? I... I'm awake, don't scratch in front of me, it's weird, weird, scary."
Lu Xunji took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, his voice trembling, "I'm not angry. Go to sleep, I'll stay right here."
Xie Ji tilted his head, nuzzled Lu Xunji's hand, closed his eyes and remained silent, but his fingers still rested on Lu Xunji's wrist.
Lu Xunji got up, Xie Ji quickly woke up, groggily calling out, " Lu Xunji?"
"I'm going to get some alcohol; the doctor hasn't arrived yet," Lu Xunji said. "You're too hot."
Xie Ji gave an "oh" and whispered, "Then come back quickly..."
Perhaps sick people are more emotionally sensitive. Xie Ji isn't usually this dependent on Lu Xunji, but now he can't bear to leave her side even for a moment.
Lu Xunji stepped out of the bedroom, he heard Ji Shi angrily contacting the director, asking if the doctor could still come.
As it turned out, the director said that the doctor's boat had run into some trouble halfway there late at night and would be an hour late. Ji Shi was so angry that he almost blurted out something reckless, but he still had to consider that the live broadcast was going on, so he could only irritably tell them to hurry up.
Mu Yao and Lu Xunji are both a bit of a germaphobe, so they had exchanged a lot of medical alcohol for disinfection beforehand, and it came in handy now.
Lu Xunji diluted alcohol with warm water, dampened a towel, and wiped Xie Ji's neck.
He was covered in cold sweat from the fever, and even though he was wrapped tightly in the blanket, he was still complaining of the cold. Lu Xunji swallowed hard and reached out to unbutton Xie Ji's clothes.
After Xie Ji finished showering, she wore a short-sleeved pajama top with a cow print. The fabric was soft and gentle on the skin, and the buttons were easy to unbutton.
Lu Xunji unbuttoned the first three buttons, revealing her delicate collarbone and snow-white, slender chest.
It's too thin.
Normally, people only thought Xie Ji was thin, but now, looking at him like this, they felt that Xie Ji had very little flesh on his body, with delicate and firm skin, encasing a beautiful and alluring figure.
The warm, damp wipe, stained with alcohol, brushed against Xie Ji's abdomen, causing him to shudder and let out a soft, cat-like hum.
Lu Xunji paused, a glint of desire flashing in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and continued wiping Xie Ji's body.