Chapter 184 - 184:1 Haven’t Changed My Pants

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Wen Yanqing was lethargic from the heat and allowed her to move as she wished.

Lin Gantang helped him take off his clothes and saw his well-defined abdominal muscles, firm chest, and muscular arms.

Lin Gantang’s ears got a little hot. She picked up her pajamas and asked him to put them on. “Wear this.”

Wen Yanqing slowly took it and weakly put it on. Lin Gantang was worried that he would catch a cold. She couldn’t help but reach out to help him again.

Seeing that she was moving, Wen Yanqing did not care anymore. He hugged her, and Lin Gantang’s action of helping him get dressed was hindered. She pushed him and felt the firm and hard muscles on his chest with her palm. It was so hot that it felt like it was going to burn her up.

“Have you eaten anything tonight?” Lin Gantang helped him adjust his clothes.

“No.” Wen Yanqing’s voice was feeble and a little hoarse.

“I’ll cook some porridge. You sleep for a while.”

Lin Gantang pushed at him, and Wen Yanqing obediently lay back on the bed.

Seeing that she was about to leave, he said in a low and muffled voice, “I haven’t changed my pants.”

So you’re not confused from the fever; even aware that you haven’t changed your pants? Lin Gantang handed him the pajama pants. “Do it yourself.”

Lin Gantang went to the kitchen, found some ingredients in the fridge, and cooked some lean meat porridge.

She hadn’t had dinner herself and was too lazy to make anything else. She might as well make more porridge.

As soon as she was done, Little Leopard Flower ran into the kitchen and wandered around, meowing as it moved around her. Lin Gantang wiped her hands and went out, only to find that the cat food in the automatic food dispenser had finished.

She opened a can of cat food and poured some new cat food into the food dispenser. Seeing that it was eating happily, she patted its furry head.

The porridge in the kitchen was not ready yet. Lin Gantang returned to the room once again. Wen Yanqing’s head was turned to the side and his eyes were closed as he slept. His pajama pants were still in its original place, untouched.

Lin Gantang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

He really became a baby; was he waiting for someone to help him change?

After the porridge in the kitchen was ready, Lin Gantang scooped out two bowls of porridge and allowed them to cool before waking Wen Yanqing.

“Get up and have some porridge. You can continue sleeping after eating.” Lin Gantang shook his arm.

The other party turned his head back and moved, but he had no intention of getting up.

Lin Gantang sat on the bed, touched his face, gently pulled his ears, and kissed his eyelids. “Get up, get up.”

Wen Yanqing opened his eyes slowly and sat up with his eyelids drooping. A strand of his hair, curled from his sleep, inexplicably touched Lin Gantang’s heart.

Lin Gantang combed his short hair with her hand in amusement.

The porridge was very soft. Wen Yanqing gradually became more energetic after eating half a bowl. He looked at her as he ate.

Lin Gantang touched his forehead. His fever had not subsided. “Let’s go to the hospital. Otherwise, how long will the fever last?”

Wen Yanqing lowered his head. “It’ll be fine later. I don’t have to go.”

“I’ll accompany you to the hospital for an IV drip. You’ll recover faster.”

“I don’t want to go.”

Wen Yanqing refused. His temper was more stubborn than usual due to his illness, so Lin Gantang did not press him to ask why he did not want to go. Since he refused, she would ask a doctor to come. She remembered that the Wen family had a family doctor, so she could ask him to come over.

Hence, Lin Gantang said gently, “Alright, we won’t go. It’s cold outside and it’s not good to be caught in the wind.”

She used a coaxing tone, and Wen Yanqing smiled lightly.

Wen Yanqing didn’t want to go back to his room to rest after eating as he had just slept for a bit. He said that he couldn’t fall asleep and was watching television programs with Lin Gantang in the living room.

Lin Gantang found a blanket in his room and laid it over him. Then, she tidied up the documents on the sofa.

Wen Yanqing looked at her busy figure and his eyes shone affectionately.

He was greedy for her warmth and for her care for him..