Chapter 1083: Can You Agree to Any Request?

Qin Yiyan silently pulled his hand back.

Liu Xin'ai also took the opportunity to release his wrist and continued to lower her head to study her documents.

The room became quiet again.

But it wasn't long before—Qin Yiyan couldn't help but raise his hand again.

The result was naturally the same as last time; before he could even touch his back, his hand was once again pressed down by Liu Xin'ai.

"Don't move around."

She warned in a low voice again, still without even lifting her eyelids.

Qin Yiyan did not speak and silently pulled his hand back again.

However, a look of mischief couldn't help but flash across the depths of his eyes.

Has Liu Xin'ai been paying attention to him the whole time?

A thought couldn't help but flash through his mind.

His focus also shifted away from the document he had been reading.

Thinking this, he deliberately waited for a while.

Then he pretended to raise his hand again, wanting to touch the spot on his back.

The next second—sure enough, her slender, white fingers rested on his wrist again.

This time, Liu Xin'ai was too lazy to even say anything; she just gave him a faint glance, her brows slightly furrowed, carrying a hint of warning.

Qin Yiyan pulled his hand back again, the corners of his lips unable to help but curl into an arc.

For some reason, this behavior that could attract Liu Xin'ai's attention made him feel incredibly amused.

Like discovering some interesting toy, he waited for a short while and tried to raise his hand slightly again.

"You..."

Liu Xin'ai finally looked up at him, her hand subconsciously resting on his wrist again, stopping mid-sentence.

She then picked up a clean cotton swab from the side, dipped it in some clear water, and gently wiped his neck a few times.

Immediately after, she saw that someone's hand was becoming restless again, reaching toward his back.

"I'll say it one last time, don't move around."

She warned helplessly, and as she spoke, thinking about how she had already stopped him countless times just now, she suddenly felt like laughing for some reason.

She had clearly already told him the seriousness of accidentally getting bacterial samples on himself, so why couldn't he remember it?

He wanted to touch it every little while, like a disobedient child...

This realization made Liu Xin'ai suddenly freeze for a moment.

A child?

Why would she think that?

Qin Yiyan was far from being a well-behaved and cute little kid.

Even if he really were a child, he would definitely be the type who caused trouble every day and gave his parents a headache!

"Hiss..."

Qin Yiyan suddenly gasped.

Liu Xin'ai snapped back to reality, only then realizing that she had accidentally used too much force, and hurriedly eased up a little.

"Do you feel better?"

She asked softly.

"It's alright."

Qin Yiyan answered with two short words; although he still felt uncomfortable, he was already getting used to this feeling.

Hearing this, Liu Xin'ai carefully observed the state of the red rash on his body, then put down the cotton swab in her hand, tapped on the computer a few times, and said casually: "Continue with your work; tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"

The room returned to silence.

Seeing that Liu Xin'ai seemed absorbed in her documents, Qin Yiyan also threw himself into the work at hand.

Once immersed, he actually managed to ignore some of the discomfort brought on by the rash.

It was just that his skin remained burning hot, with even the temperature of his fingertips higher than usual.

Not knowing how much time had passed, he let out a soft yawn, feeling a bit tired.

He then nonchalantly glanced at the time in the bottom right corner of the computer.

They had only gone to the research institute after lunch, and after all the tossing and turning, it was almost evening now.

He definitely wouldn't be able to make it to the seminar tonight.

But Liu Xin'ai...

Qin Yiyan's gaze flickered for a moment; thinking of how she was still reading her speech draft until midnight last night, his heart stirred slightly.

She... should really want to go on stage to speak, right?

Was she really just going to give up such an opportunity?

Thinking this, Qin Yiyan suddenly said: "You..."

But he only said one word before the words he wanted to say suddenly got stuck in his throat.

What did he want to say?

To persuade her not to stay here for his sake?

But she had already explained the reason, so why was he bothering with so much?

He hadn't forced her to stay; it was her own choice, wasn't it?

Liu Xin'ai looked at Qin Yiyan with a puzzled expression. Seeing that he stopped talking after saying only one word, she thought he was feeling uncomfortable but was embarrassed to say so, so she hurriedly picked up the cotton swab from the side and began wiping him again.

Qin Yiyan paused slightly, simply swallowing the words that had reached his lips.

A wave of intense exhaustion suddenly struck him, making him unable to help but yawn again.

"If you're sleepy, just sleep for a while; you might feel a bit better once you're asleep."

Liu Xin'ai suggested.

"Mm."

Qin Yiyan nodded.

Such inexplicable exhaustion rarely appeared in him.

In the time it took to say just a few words, he actually felt his eyelids growing heavy.

Liu Xin'ai silently wiped the red rashes on his body once more, then moved his computer to the side and pulled back the quilt.

"Direct contact with the fabric might irritate your skin a bit, so try this first; if you feel it's okay, you can cover yourself with a little bit of the quilt."

As she spoke, she had already carefully pulled the quilt up a little bit, which could truly be described as taking care of him in every possible way.

Qin Yiyan did not speak, his gaze remaining fixed on Liu Xin'ai, and a thought suddenly arose in the depths of his heart.

If she was being this attentive to him because of guilt, did that mean that no matter what request he made, as long as it wasn't too excessive, she would agree to it?

Qin Yiyan raised an eyebrow, suddenly feeling a bit expectant inside.

Being able to get along with Liu Xin'ai so peacefully was something he had never expected.

Such a gentle yet sharp Liu Xin'ai truly made him feel...

A bit pleasantly surprised.

"How does it feel?"

A gentle voice suddenly rang in his ears, abruptly pulling back Qin Yiyan's thoughts.

He instantly snapped back to reality, only then noticing that Liu Xin'ai had pulled the quilt up, loosely covering his chest.

There was just enough distance between his back and the quilt that as long as he didn't move around, it wouldn't rub against him.

"Mm, it's fine."

He replied in a low voice, though his mind was not on himself at all, but was revolving around Liu Xin'ai.

Immediately after, he saw that after his reply, she clearly showed an expression of relief.

She then tucked in the corner of the quilt for him and prepared to sit back in her original spot.

The next second—almost without thinking, Qin Yiyan grabbed her wrist just as she was about to leave.

"Hm?"

Liu Xin'ai paused in her movements, a look of confusion in her eyes, yet she didn't instinctively try to avoid him as she usually did, fearing his touch.

Qin Yiyan noticed her reaction, and a smile he hadn't even noticed himself flashed quickly across his eyes.

After a two-second pause—as if deliberately looking for trouble, he spoke slowly with a rising inflection: "I still don't feel very comfortable and can't sleep; what should I do?"