But the sneezes continued...

"Achoo!"

Sniffing her nose to prevent the cold from worsening, Feng Jinglei stood up from the bathtub after soaking for about ten minutes, then took a towel from the towel rack beside her, and gently wiped her body with one hand.

Although using one hand was a bit inconvenient, for Feng Jinglei, it just meant taking a bit longer, but in the end, she still got herself clean.

When she came out, half an hour had already passed.

Qin Feimo was still sitting on the sofa, but the white shirt he was wearing seemed either replaced or dried by his body heat.

Meeting the man’s gaze for a moment, Feng Jinglei was slightly startled, feeling a bit unnatural, and quickly looked away.

Seeing her walk out unharmed, Qin Feimo seemed relieved and stood up from the sofa.

Feng Jinglei thought he was going to do something, but the next moment he walked towards her.

Before she could react, he grabbed her hand and led her to the master bedroom.

Entering the room, Qin Feimo turned on the heater, and then stared at her, his tone sounding cold and deep, but inadvertently revealing concern in his long eyes.

"Stay in the room, don’t go anywhere until I return."

Looking at the man in front of her, Feng Jinglei’s expression was a bit bewildered, as if her soul was being controlled by him, "Oh."

He lowered his long eyes and then lifted them again, "I have some work this afternoon. Once it’s done, I can go back tomorrow."

"Okay." She responded softly.

Releasing her hand, and after giving her another glance, Qin Feimo finally turned and left.

At the door, as if worried she might be disobedient like in the morning and secretly run off to ’meet’ Xiang Jinnan, he suddenly paused after walking out the door, stood for about two seconds, and then walked back to her again, "Where’s your phone?"

She was a little dumbfounded, not knowing what he wanted to do but still took out the phone from her clothes pocket and handed it to him.

He took the phone, added her as a friend on WeChat, accepted, and initiated location sharing.

"Don’t turn it off, don’t let the phone leave you, and don’t shut it down."

Feng Jinglei saw him constantly pressing her phone but didn’t know what he was doing. After taking a look, she realized he had shared their locations.

With this, if she stepped out of this room, no matter where she went, he’d be able to see it, right?

"I won’t go out." Staring at him, Feng Jinglei suddenly felt that this Qin Feimo was quite petty.

But this pettiness, on another angle, could it be considered as him caring for her?

Uh, rather than caring, it seemed more like surveillance?

Thinking this, she couldn’t help but feel she was being overly sentimental.

"Then prove it to me." He said expressionlessly, glancing at her for a few seconds before turning and leaving.

Looking at his turning back, Feng Jinglei suddenly spoke, "Qin Feimo."

She suddenly called out to him, surprising him, he turned and stared at her.

She paused, "Um, aren’t you eating?"

By this time, it was long past lunchtime, she remembered he seemed quite hungry, was he really planning to work without eating?

He furrowed his brow slightly, "Are you hungry?"

She was momentarily stunned, "It’s not me, aren’t you hungry?"

Hearing her sudden concern, Qin Feimo’s heartstrings were moved, his gaze inadvertently grew warmer again.

His tone softened, "I’m fine."