Treading Snow Three

  "Achoo——" As I couldn't hold back and let out a huge sneeze for the tenth time, covering myself with the quilt and shivering in bed, I finally lost my temper. Pointing at Qiao Nanmu who was standing beside the bed, stirring the medicine in his cup with a careless expression, I cursed: "Qiao Nanmu you bastard!"

  Qiao Nanmu raised an eyebrow and gave me a slanted glance, his eyes full of playful meaning, as he replied lightly: "Can't you scold anything else besides this one sentence?"

  "I don't care!" I said fiercely, rubbing my nose hard. "It's all your fault, it's all your fault!" My head was throbbing with pain, and I supported my forehead with my hand, frowning tightly.

  There's no doubt about it, I've caught a cold.

  Looking at my almost tearful appearance, Qiao Nanmu just smiled lightly and said with some helplessness: "Okay, it's all my fault, I'm an idiot." There was a hint of indulgence in his eyes as he handed the cup to me and softly said: "Good boy, drink your medicine first."

  I looked at the yellow medicine in the cup with a face full of disgust and pushed it away, "I won't drink it, it's just a minor cold, I'll be fine after resting for two days."

  Qiao Nan's eyes showed some disapproval, but he didn't withdraw his hand and continued to coax, "It won't be bitter, drink it obediently."

  "I won't drink." I turned my head away in a huff, complaining discontentedly: "Why did only I catch a cold? I'm clearly wearing more than you!"

  "Don't be reckless." Qiao Nanmu said patiently: "I don't mind feeding you, do I need to do it personally?"

  I glared at him, enunciating each word: "I! Don't! Drink!" As I gazed into Qiao Nanmu's increasingly cold eyes, I couldn't help but add in a soft voice: "Drinking medicine will lower your immune system, and you don't need to drink it for just a minor cold." I also put on a pitiful expression.

  Qiao Nan sighed lightly, "You won't get better from a cold if you don't take your medicine. What if you develop a fever?"

  "It's okay..." A strong sense of drowsiness washed over me, my eyelids began to droop, and I couldn't help but snuggle deeper into the blanket, yet still feeling a bit chilly.

  A pair of big hands were placed on me, wandering around my forehead, I felt that my consciousness was a bit scattered, and all I wanted to do was sleep.

  "You're indeed running a fever, get up and drink the medicine quickly!" Qiao Nanmu said without leaving any room for doubt, but I had already gradually fallen asleep.

  Qiao Nanmu's face sank, and suddenly more than half of it turned black.

  Putting down the cup in his hand, Qiao Nanmu took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. It took a long time to get through, and on the other end was a sleepy voice: "Qiao San Shao, missing me? Why are you calling at this hour?"

  Qiao Nan's eyes twitched at the corner, and he said bluntly: "Give you ten minutes to get to the Gu family mansion, otherwise don't blame me for coming over to drag you here myself."

  "What's going on?" The person on the other end suddenly became wide awake and started scolding, "Damn it, Qiao Nanmu! Ten minutes? I just got out of bed, okay?! You're calling at this hour to ruin my romantic encounter, aren't you?! I just hooked up with a beautiful woman, are you trying to mess with me or what?!"

  "Cut the crap, ten minutes is ten minutes." Qiao Nanmu was obviously used to the other party's tone and raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, speaking in a tone that was 30% threatening and 70% commanding, before preparing to hang up the phone without courtesy.

  The man on the phone was still scolding and said, "Qiao Nanmu, are you human? Why are you in such a hurry? It's not Yuan Mengxi..." The voice only went this far before being abruptly cut off by Qiao Nanmu.

  Qiao Nan's expressionless face retrieved his phone and gazed at the woman on the bed, who was still frowning in her sleep, with a deep meaning in his eyes.