Otherworldly Companions: Every Handsome Man is Extraordinary

The doctor quickly examined Jiang Yu's condition and said that such a fever was normal.

He gave a few instructions, then told the servants to bring more blankets, because Jiang Yu had caught a chill and would feel cold. Only then did he take the medicine bowl that Fan Qingyin had finished drinking and go down to prepare medicine for Jiang Yu.

Fan Qingyin picked up the chair that had fallen over and sat down again.

"Qingyin, did you come here as soon as you woke up? How can your body take this? Go back and lie down to rest quickly, or you'll get a fever like me, that wouldn't be good."

Jiang Yu let Fan Qingyin help her put her hands under the covers and tuck the blankets in, saying anxiously, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'll just lie here and take my medicine obediently later."

"Alright." Fan Qingyin looked at her gently and reached out to lightly brush Jiang Yu's eyes. "I'll stay here and not go anywhere. Close your eyes and get some sleep."

Jiang Yu's persuasion failed, so she gently shook her head and pushed Fan Qingyin's hand away. She bit her lip and looked at Fan Qingyin, sensing the other's gentle yet firm attitude.

Jiang Yu blinked gently, her cheeks suddenly turning slightly red.

Fan Qingyin saw the person lying on the bed suddenly blush, tilt his head slightly and smile at him.

Before he knew what she meant, he saw her suddenly throw off the blanket, revealing her beautiful body in a thin nightgown.

He opened his eyes wide and was about to pull the blanket back up around Jiang Yu when Jiang Yu said, "Since you're not going back, then lie down and rest with me."

Fan Qingyin felt as if fireworks were exploding in his head. His face turned red, and he couldn't speak, but he still remembered to cover Jiang Yu with the blanket again.

Jiang Yu pressed down hard on the corner of the blanket, stubbornly looking at him, until the person sitting by the bed gave in helplessly.

Fearing that Jiang Yu would catch a cold again, Fan Qingyin quickly took off his outer robe and lay down next to Jiang Yu, covering her tightly with the quilt again. Then he looked down at his wife, whose eyes were crinkled with laughter, lying in the quilt beside him.

"Xiao Yu is being silly, what if she catches a cold again?" Her words were reproachful, but her eyes were filled with warm and joyful smiles.

Jiang Yu's affection for Fan Qingyin deepened as she looked at his awkward and shy demeanor.

She didn't answer Fan Qingyin's question, but expressed her meaning through actions. Jiang Yu reached out from under the covers, wrapped her arms around Fan Qingyin's waist, and snuggled into his embrace.

Fan Qingyin stiffened, her fingers unconsciously curling up. She wanted to reach out and hug the soft, warm body in her arms, but she was afraid that she would not be able to control her feelings of affection and would scare away this hard-won tenderness by hugging too tightly.

The person in his arms seemed oblivious, rubbing their fluffy head against his chest and murmuring contentedly, "Qingyin's body is so cool and comfortable. I love Qingyin the most, I love her the most..."

These sweet words became the last straw that broke Fan Qingyin's defenses. He trembled slightly, but still firmly reached out and hugged his wife tightly.

Like the joy of a dream finally coming true, wanting to be absolutely certain yet fearing it might all be a pipe dream, unlike the forceful movements in his hands, his voice was as light as a feather falling into Jiang Yu's ear: "Xiao Yu, what did you just say... could you... say it again?"

Jiang Yu buried her head in Fan Qingyin's arms to hide her already flushed cheeks. Hearing Fan Qingyin's question, she dared not look up at him and simply confessed her feelings without hesitation.

"I told you that I like Qingyin the most, and I want to stay by Qingyin's side forever... I've liked Qingyin for a while now... I'm sure of it... Now I want to tell Qingyin how I feel."

After Jiang Yu finished speaking, she didn't receive an immediate response. The other person remained quiet as always, and their breathing didn't become rapid. Jiang Yu felt a little nervous and gently gripped the back of the other person's clothes with her arms around them.

After waiting a moment, Jiang Yu finally couldn't help but secretly peek up and saw that Fan Qingyin's face was full of gentle smiles and joy. This expression, like spring returning to the earth, softened her eyebrows and eyes that were covered with ice and snow all year round, making her eyebrows and eyes reveal affection as bright as peach blossoms, tender and charming.

Fan Qingyin saw Jiang Yu's little gesture, and his icy blue eyes were full of joy. He cupped Jiang Yu's face in his hands, not letting her bury herself in his arms again out of shyness.

He wanted to take a good look at his wife's beautiful face. He wanted to see the love in her eyes that was only for him, to see her nose trembling slightly with shyness, and to see her cherry lips that had just told him she loved him.

Jiang Yu was a little shy. Who could resist Fan Qingyin's direct and focused gaze? She felt all the blood rush to her cheeks, and the skin that was being held and in contact with Fan Qingyin's palms felt as if it were burning.

She turned her face uncomfortably, trying to escape the intense heat, but her movement was firmly stopped.

Fan Qingyin seemed to have finally realized something, and he, who had been somewhat passive just now, became proactive.

Jiang Yu felt the icy, snow-like face magnify before her eyes, and felt a warm, moist sensation on her lips. The temperature was not as scorching as she had imagined, but rather gentle and slightly cool.

Jiang Yu knew that Fan Qingyin's body temperature was naturally low, but he didn't expect that his temperature didn't rise much when he was aroused. He wondered if it was related to his birth in the Aurora Empire or his family's heritage.

Sensing that his wife was lost in thought, Fan Qingyin found it somewhat amusing. She wondered what her wife was thinking about in that rare and precious moment.

What was happening at this moment felt like a beautiful dream to him. Countless times in the dead of night, he longed for Jiang Yu's full lips to utter the words he had dreamed of.

He had thought that it would be enough if his wife could accept his feelings openly, but he never expected that his wife would take the initiative to express her feelings.

Fan Qingyin gently bit Jiang Yu's lower lip, bringing her back to her senses. Just as she was starting to feel shy again, Fan Qingyin's unusually passionate words overwhelmed her hard-won clarity of mind, plunging her back into a state of confusion.