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Zuo Zixian really regretted letting Ling Yiheng eat spicy food. If she had known from the bath that he would be so serious, she definitely wouldn't have ordered spicy food.

After giving the medicine to him, his stomach seemed to have improved a lot. However, his body started to get a rash, and his face turned red. It seemed that Zhou Heng was indeed correct. He was extremely sensitive to chilli peppers. This kind of food was rather stimulating for an average person, but it was also good for the body. For Ling Yiheng, it could be considered poison.

The man frowned as he looked at the red lumps on his arm. He felt itchy all over his body, and tried his best to suppress the urge to grab it.

However, after enduring for a while, his itching started to increase and he finally couldn't resist reaching out to grab it.

However, Zuo Zian quickly rushed over and grabbed his hand, "Don't scratch, you'll get itchier the more you scratch. Also, there are a lot of bacteria in your hands, it's unhygienic!"

It was as if she was talking to a child, but her expression was very serious, and she had almost forgotten to hide her concern for him.

However, in the next moment, Zuo Zixian regretted his actions of meddling in other people's business.

He pulled her into his arms and held her tight, his breath heavy.

"Hey, let go of me!" Zuo Zixian tried to push him away, but the man wouldn't let him. Instead, he hugged him even more tightly like a rogue child.

Zuo Zisheng's brows furrowed tightly, constantly twisting his body in his embrace, trying to break free.

The man grabbed her wildly moving body with a headache. Just as he was about to say something, Zuo Zisheng seemed to have suddenly realized something, and his entire body seemed to have stopped moving as he remained motionless in his embrace.

He had thought that he had used too much strength to cause her pain.

Unexpectedly, he found out what the problem was.

The important part of his lower abdomen had obviously been touched somewhere by the slight swelling caused by her writhing in his arms.

For a moment, the atmosphere became delicate and ambiguous.

The man lowered his head to look at Zuo Zizhen, who was in his arms, not daring to move. A trace of craftiness rippled in his eyes, "What, did you react as well?"

Zuo Zixian heard his words and his whole body shook. He tried to push her roughly, but her actions were too big, causing him to lose his balance and fall backwards.

Seeing that the back of her head was about to hit the ground, Ling Yiheng promptly stretched out his arm to pull her body back, only then was he able to escape death.

It was unknown if it was because of the shock, but when Zuo Zixian was pulled back into his embrace, he wasn't able to stand stably. In his panic, a foot tripped him and the two of them tripped over each other, falling to the ground at the same time.

The back of Ling Yiheng's head fell onto the floor. His face darkened slightly, but he only frowned for a moment. Then, he stared at Zuo Zisheng, who was still stunned by the scene, "Are you doing this on purpose?"

Zuo Zizhen shook his head, "I didn't, I didn't do it on purpose!"

She's not that bored, okay? Although he thought this in his heart, seeing how unlucky he was tonight, he still didn't want to argue with him.

He gave her a faint look of trust before supporting her up.

But who knew that the moment he let go, Zuo Zixian accidentally stepped on his own skirt, and before he could even stand firmly, he stumbled again, as if he was about to fall down again.

Just as Ling Yiheng was about to reach out to help her, Zuo Zixian grabbed his robe out of fear that he would fall down.

However, this grab wasn't too important, and just happened to pull away the robe he was casually wearing, revealing a large area of white and firm chest, as well as smooth muscles of the abdomen.

Zuo Zixian's face immediately turned red with embarrassment. He didn't even dare to look at Ling Yiheng's face and wanted to speak up to defend himself but was afraid that his words would only get worse. Thus, he could only remain silent.

She reached out clumsily to help him pull his robe. She wanted to help him out, but from the corner of her eyes, she could see that somewhere under his dark gray underwear, a small tent had been set up, pushing out the front of the underwear.

Her eyes widened, and she subconsciously wanted to let go, but she was stopped by the man.

Ling Yiheng looked at her with a headache, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Zuo Zixian, do you really want to go to my bed?" Ling Yiheng's deep eyes carried a dangerous and ambiguous aura.

These words caused all the blood in Zuo Zixian's body to freeze, and he quickly shook off his hand, "I am not! "Don't think the whole world is as shameless as you!"

The man sneered, a trace of distrust appearing in his eyes. "If you really don't feel anything for me, then why did you keep staring at my body? Why did you open my robe and look down? "Hmm?"

His eyes looked as if she was a hooligan, angered to the point that Zuo Zixian almost fumed, wanting to strangle him.

She pointed at Ling Yiheng's nose and wanted to scold him, but she couldn't think of any good words to say. In the end, she could only say with hatred, "You are shameless, I didn't mean to look at you!"

It was obvious that her words didn't have any deterrence towards the man in front of her, so it naturally didn't matter.

"I think you just want to take this opportunity to see my body. It's probably because my body is too perfect that you are no longer able to resist it, right? "Hmm?" The man abruptly brought his perfectly shining face close to hers as he spoke.

Zuo Zixian was startled, he turned his head slightly and saw the man's face so close to his own: his black eyes and gray hair, making his skin even whiter, and there were drops of water on his forehead. It was unknown if it was from his hair or sweat, but it slowly slid down his face to his neck.

Not just his face, but as if to get close to her, his whole body bent over her, pressing against her.

Zuo Zixian could clearly smell the scent of his body: the clear, cold smell of his body wash, the faint scent of his shampoo, and the warmth of his special male hormone.

Zuo Zixian took a deep breath and found it surprisingly nice to breathe in. He could not help but be lost in thought.

Ling Yiheng seemed to realize her absent-mindedness and silence. He suddenly turned his head and stared closely at her face. The tip of his straight nose was about to touch hers. The expression on his face was deep, and his tone sounded like he was mumbling, "What? Are you afraid to answer my question? Or did you acquiesce? "

He did not like the feeling of not being able to guess what she was thinking. He could not be sure what she was thinking that made him feel like he was going crazy.

"I didn't! Stop thinking so much and think too much! " Zuo Zixian retorted loudly, his eyes full of contempt and disdain, but in his heart he was actually panicking.

In her mind, she could barely hold back the memory of the scene where she had been in bed with him in this room, turning the clouds and turning the rain, making contact with his skin. Even his short breathing seemed to be still in her ears.

Zuo Zixian tried his best to restrain his mind, and to erase the chaotic scene in his mind.

Her disdainful tone obviously made the man unhappy. He furrowed his brows as he stared at her. Just as he wanted to say something, he felt his entire body itch. He then reached out his hand to scratch the rash on his right arm.

It was probably due to him exerting too much force that a large amount of red immediately appeared on that spot. It was a shocking sight to behold.

Zuo Zixian hurriedly went over to stop him from scratching again, "Don't grab! Do you have any ointment? I'll get you some ointment to wipe it off, you can't just grab it like this! "

Just now, he was too focused on bickering with the other party that he almost forgot that the other party was still sick.

He frowned and shook his head. "The ointment was used up last time and I didn't buy it again."

"Ah?" Then why don't you tell me the name of the ointment, and I'll go out and buy it for you. Zuo Ziwen instantly became anxious.

She had seen people with eczema, and the more she grabbed the worse it would become, and the more festering they would become.

Ling Yiheng was obviously suffering. He had to restrain himself from scratching.

He named the ointment and told her where the nearest drugstore was.

"I'm going. Don't catch him, just promise me!" Even though the pharmacy was just by the side of the road and it only took her a few minutes to walk past, she was still worried about the current Ling Yiheng.

The man gave her a determined look, indicating that she should hurry up.

Although she was worried, thinking that he urgently needed the ointment, she still quickly ran out.

Along the way, Zuo Zixian felt extremely vexed, she thought he just didn't like spicy food, she didn't think he would be in so much trouble. If anything had happened to him, she would have felt guilty.

The image of Ling Yiheng being nice to her surfaced in his mind, coupled with what his mother and Zhou Heng had said about him doing for him. Zuo Zixian felt even more sorry for him.

No! He's a big devil! How could she feel sorry for him? He was clearly the one who had forced himself on her every time, being so rude and disregarding her feelings. Why was she so worried about him? Another thought popped up in Zuo Ziqian's mind, wanting him not to feel guilty over him.

However, she was actually worried about him at this time and still had the upper hand.

After going to the pharmacy, she directly told the pharmacist the name of the ointment. After searching for a long time, she finally found it.

"Miss, this ointment is used to treat skin allergies and measles. If it's serious, remember to use it with the medicine internally." the pharmacist reminded her as he handed her the ointment.

Zuo Zisheng froze for a moment, but still asked: "What's the serious look like?"

The other party answered very seriously, "If it's serious, then the rash on your body will be very dark. Moreover, after applying the ointment, it will repeatedly break out. If you feel pain and itchiness, then you must take the medicine."

Zuo Zixian firmly remembered the pharmacist's words in his heart, then thanked her, took the ointment, and ran away.

When she once again appeared in front of Ling Yiheng, she saw that his handsome face was slightly contorted, his forehead was covered in dense sweat, and the color of the rash on his exposed arm was even deeper than before.