Chapter 642: Chapter 640: A Delicious Giant Ice Cube
After buying the medicine, Ming Wan recalled the pharmacist’s explanation and carefully examined the instructions on the medicine box. She finally found a box she thought was most suitable, suddenly remembering she didn’t know how Yan Hui was doing now.
So she came to the door again and listened with her ear pressed against it, hearing nothing.
She bit her lip, hesitatingly, thought for a moment, knocked on the door while raising her voice: "Brother Yan, I bought you some fever-reducing medicine, should I bring it in for you?"
After waiting for a while, there was still no response.
Ming Wan felt worried and gently pushed open the door. The sound she heard was still the sound of running water from the bathroom, whose door was also partially open, making her instinctively close her eyes.
Why was Brother Yan still showering? It had been almost an hour. Ming Wan frowned, unable to resist speaking again, calling toward the bathroom:
"Brother Yan, showering for too long isn’t good. I bought fever-reducing medicine, you should take some medicine; taking medicine is more scientific than showering."
No matter what she said, there was no sound from the bathroom.
Could something have happened? Did Brother Yan faint in the bathroom?
At this thought, Ming Wan’s heart skipped a beat, thinking it was very likely. She forced her eyes open and slowly groped her way to the bathroom’s door; there was nothing but the sound of running water.
Ming Wan didn’t hesitate any longer, immediately opened her eyes, leaned in for a look, and jumped with fright.
"Brother Yan, what’s wrong with you?!" she cried out in shock.
In the shower room, water was pouring relentlessly. Yan Hui lay half-naked on the shower floor, his previously worn white shirt thrown carelessly aside, his face down, eyes tightly shut.
Ming Wan rushed in, throwing herself beside Yan Hui, trying hard to lift him, but the showerhead’s water immediately drenched her clothes. Yan Hui showed no reaction. Ming Wan wiped water from her face with her hand and quickly stepped forward to turn off the faucet. As she turned back, her feet slipped, causing her to fall down.
Hot! Hot! Hot!
Yan Hui felt as if he were in a furnace, running hard to escape it, but couldn’t find a way out, surrounded only by hot air, feeling unbearably parched.
Just as he was feeling dizzy from the heat, he suddenly felt a weight on his body, followed by a cooling sensation. Turning his head, he saw a large, beautiful, crystalline ice block falling from the sky, landing on his back, cooling it instantly.
Such a beautiful ice block existed in the world! Yan Hui thought to himself that no matter the cost, he had to get his hands on that ice block.
As he saw the ice block start to move, he immediately turned and hugged it tightly, feeling the cooling sensation penetrate his heart.
He felt incredibly comfortable and let out a long sigh, hugging the ice block even tighter.
The ice block wasn’t hard at all; instead, it was soft and emitted a faint fragrance, very pleasant to smell.
He guessed the taste must be sweet too, and licked it experimentally. Indeed, it was sweet! Delicious, that mouthful instantly relieved the burning sensation in his heart, filling him with refreshing coolness.
Yan Hui hugged the large ice block, eating it passionately, increasingly finding its taste intoxicating, thinking that the ice block was simply the most wonderful thing on earth, not only fragrant and tasty but also sweet-smelling and soft. He couldn’t help but rub it with his hands to gain more coolness.
When Ming Wan was hugged by Yan Hui, she thought nothing much of it, assuming Brother Yan was delirious from fever, reacting naturally. When she was feverish and delirious, she loved to hug Mrs. Yun, so she figured Yan Hui was similar, even extending her hand to pat Yan Hui’s shoulder.
"Brother Yan, I’ll help you take medicine, you’ll be better after the medicine..."
Then, to her shock, she watched Yan Hui lick her lips, struck like lightning, frozen where she stood, her mind blank and unresponsive.
When she came back to her senses, her breath was already drowned in Yan Hui’s feverish lips and tongue, pressing against her, grinding as if to devour her, his hand holding her increasingly tight as if wanting to melt her.
Ming Wan panicked and struggled to break free from Yan Hui’s grip, but he hugged her tighter, holding her firmly in his embrace.
"Yan...Brother...Yan...let go..."
Her words were incomprehensible and fragmented in Yan Hui’s pursuit.
This can’t happen!
Brother Yan must be delirious with fever now and doesn’t know what he’s doing. When he regains consciousness, he will surely regret it.
Ming Wan’s heart was anxious and chaotic, struggling hard to pull away from Yan Hui, unexpectedly finding his limbs so strong that she, initially sitting, found herself lying on the wet floor, entwined and pinned down by him.
Several struggles didn’t free her; instead made her closer and more tightly pressed together.
Ming Wan’s initial shock and fear slowly turned into shame and anger. How could Yan Hui do such a thing to her? But later, as she was kissed until dizzy, she felt a faint hint of joy bubbling up within.
As joy emerged, she awoke with a start, the cold floor at her back bringing her back to reality.
She stared at Yan Hui’s visage, so close, reminding herself: he was delirious with fever, which is why he did this, and would do the same to another woman, so don’t delude yourself!
Recalling Yan Hui coldly telling her to leave several times, Ming Wan suddenly felt lost and frustrated, lips and tongue numb with fiery sensation, feeling nothing.
Let it be!
It’s her making congee that led him to become like this, so let her be the antidote then, a crystalline tear slipping down from Ming Wan’s eye corner.
Yan Hui lay completely on the ice block, feeling satisfied yet unsatisfied with the refreshment in his mouth.
Not enough! Not enough! This wasn’t enough! Wanting more, he devoured with increasing vigor.
...
Why is it so hot?
Sleeping restlessly, Ming Wan felt as if lying in wild branches outdoors, both cold and hot, extremely uncomfortable, also feeling very thirsty.
Her discomfort finally overpowered her drowsiness, and she opened her eyes groggily. A handsome face gradually became clear, so close with audible breaths, startling her to consciousness, meeting a pair of deep eyes.
Yan Hui and Ming Wan stared at each other, blank and uncertain.
Ming Wan was the first to recall last night’s events; eventually, she fell asleep like that!
Indeed, Yan Hui had her tightly pinned down, wouldn’t let go no matter how hard she tried; not his opponent, she thought of waiting till he was satisfied and let go, then sneak away herself. Who’d have expected, she just fell asleep later!
