Chapter 27  

At this moment, Miss Jia was drooling and staring at the roast duck sitting in the middle of the plate. Her stomach was rumbling and she was salivating. She swallowed hard.

With a satisfied smile, she stretched out her hands and grabbed the roast duck.

*Pu......." Her fingers grasped empty air. The oily, shiny, golden-brown roast duck was standing at the side of the plate, flapping its big fat wings and staring at her while it chuckled.

That sound of laughter was exactly the same as the voice of Zhen Lang.

"Girl, are you hungry?......" The roast duck actually spoke. "Do want to eat?"

Hungry? Of course, she is hungry and she wants to eat it! She wants to eat that roast duck!

The roast duck chuckled and she could actually feel a slight vibration.

Why is it when it laughed, it sounded just like that guy? So annoying!!!

The roast duck flapped its wings and laughed while it waddled away from her sight.

It is not allowed to leave!

It belongs to her and she still has to fill her stomach!

"Don't run!!" She pounced and fiercely grabbed the duck's leg. She desperately gripped the duck tightly in her arms.

The duck let out a sound that was difficult to decipher and it struggled. She laughed happily and clutching it tightly, she bit down hard on the duck's wing.

"Uh........" The duck again let out a sound, patted her hand that was still gripping the duck's leg and withdrew.

"Mine!" She counter-attacked and launched a battle of strength.

"It's yours! It's yours! It was yours 20 years ago and 20 years after, it is still yours. But if you still won't let go, in future even if you want it, it will not be impossible." The duck seemed helpless and it sighed. It was no longer struggling.

years? What 20 years?

Her mind slowly cleared up and the image of the duck gradually blurred in front of her eyes. Jia Shao could only feel warmth under her cheek and it was moving up and down.

What is this?

She shifted and then found that her legs were like the legs of an octopus entangled with something and it had the same warm feeling like..........

It felt like iron that was wrapped in velvet cloth, soft but with a feeling of tightly stretched texture. She moved her legs to confirm her senses and rubbing on it, she climbed up to settle more comfortably, hugging it tightly.

Her forehead was covered by a warm palm. "As expected, the fever had made you muddle-headed. Get up to take your medicine."

Why is this voice so familiar?

In a daze, someone was thinking.

It sounds like........sounds like Zhen Lang's voice.

Zhen Lang?

Jinx?

She opened her eyes fiercely and the sudden light made her close her eyes again very quickly. But just that split second, she could clearly see the smiling face above her head.......if it is not Zhen Lang, who else can it be?

All her sleepiness instantly vanished and she opened her eyes again. Her body abruptly withdrew. "You.......how come you are in my bed?"

Suddenly his expression became distorted. His eyes dropped down and he gave a light cough. "Now you are in my room, lying on my bed and you have slept with me........"

Did she enter his room? Got onto his bed? And slept with him?

In confusion, she looked around the room. It seems......it seems this is not her room.

Her memory was returning bit by bit. Finally, she remembered that yesterday she felt groggy and she seemed to have knocked on his door, got onto the bed and then........

She can't remember any more.

Pulling back, she discovered that her legs were all this while tightly entangled with Zhen Lang's legs.

Under the quilt, she carefully wriggled and removed her legs that were entangled with his legs. She did not dare to lift her head to look into his eyes and silently she shrank under the quilt.

"Girl, your hand." Zhen Lang reminded her.

Her hand?

Baffled, someone lifted her left hand and looked at it. What is wrong?

When she wanted to raise her right hand, suddenly she discovered that her right hand seems to be holding........

What is this? It seems that there is no place on Zhen Lang's body that she is not familiar with but she never had this feeling before.........

The confusion caused by not eating plus the dizziness due to her fever, it made her reaction not only slow down but it also made her brain unable to focus. But her hand was not idle as she continued to pinch, squeeze, pull and tug........

Suddenly her wrist was fiercely held down and Zhen Lang's gaze turned deep and dark. "Girl, don't move anymore!"

Her palm was stuck to his thigh and she finally realized that her palm seemed to be placed on the part of his body between his legs.

She sucked in a breath of cold air and instantly released her hand. Without a thought, she turned over her body and quickly jumped off the bed.

But she had forgotten that after a feverish night, her whole body was still sore and painful and devoid of energy. Apart from this, she had fiercely jumped down from the bed while forgetting that she was still wrapped in the quilt and suddenly she found herself sprawled on the floor.

What is that about the dragon being energetic and the tiger being ferocious? What is that about being quick-witted and agile? At this moment, she feels like a dead dog!!!

Fortunately, the carpet on the floor was thick enough. Fortunately, she was still wrapped in the quilt. Apart from feeling dizzier, she was not hurt by the fall.

A pair of big hands picked her up and put her back on the bed. She was wrapped up tightly with the quilt again. Zhen Lang turned on his side and placed a palm on her cheek. "You still have a fever. Why did you jump up?"

"I......." She swallowed her saliva and stammered out in a small voice. She swallowed hard and her eyes shifted around.

Zhen Lang withdrew his hand and got down from the bed. "Lie down and don't move. I will boil some water for you to drink."

Silently she watched him as he got up. She did not want to admit that Zhen Lang's cool hands gave her indescribable comfort and actually she was reluctant to let him leave.

Her eyes involuntarily followed his movements until he disappeared into the bathroom. As the sound of gushing water sounded, her gaze was fixed on the wall next to the bathroom door as if she wanted to see through the wall to look inside.

After lying down for so long, she finally understood she was sick.

For more than 20 years, she could not recall when was the last time she had taken medication. But yesterday she had fallen into the water and today she had actually caught a cold. Not only did she catch a cold, but also had a fever........not only she had a fever, but she was still burning at 40℃.

When he appeared in front of her with a nice scent after his morning shower, he was holding a cup of glass water in his hand. He sat down at the edge of the bed and placed the crook of his arm behind her head to carefully lift her up. "Drink this glass of water."

Resting her hand on his hand that was holding the glass, she sipped the water. Currently withdrawing her tiger's claws, she was like an obedient cat. In addition to her pair of big alert eyes that were darting around, radiance could be seen in her eyes.

When he leaned forward, his movement caused the front of his bathrobes to open up exposing his strong chest. Jia Shao's eyes suddenly flashed and rested on his chest with two rows of huge teeth marks.

The teeth marks seem to be a bit familiar.......

Okay, they are very, very familiar........

Suddenly she remembered that the taste of the roast duck in her dream was very good...... extremely good. There was also that duck leg, it was very solid.........

Pei, pei! What is she thinking?

Zhen Lang looked at her expression and followed her gaze to rest on his own chest. He smiled and adjusted the front of his bathrobes. "Did it taste good?"

Her thoughts wandered and nodded foolishly.

Wrong!

She shook her head fiercely and it made her feel dizzy.

"Girl, are you hungry?"

She nodded.

"Do you want to eat?"

She continued to nod.

"I will buy some preserved egg porridge for you, okay?"

She nodded......and nodded again.

"Since I served you so well, marry me so I can serve you for the rest of your life, okay?"

She nodded smoothly.......continued to nod......and kept on nodding.

Huh???

After a long time, someone finally responded by raising her head. In a daze, her eyes widened trying hard to see clearly the face of the person opposite her and she could only see a pair of curved smiling eyes with peach blossoms flying around.

"Ah......." She gaped and was still digesting what he had just said.

He asked her if she was hungry. He asked her if she wanted to eat. He also asked her if she wanted to have preserved egg porridge. After that? He asked her if she will marry him........

She did not speak and suddenly reached out her hands to pinch the face of the person in front of her and then pulled his cheeks hard.

It's warm.......this is not a dream.

"He, he......Vet, am I so sick that I am hallucinating? Or are you having a fever?"

"Not at all." He wrung a towel and put it on her forehead to help her cool down. "I will ask you again. Are you hungry?"

She nodded.

"Would you like to eat preserved egg porridge?"

She continued to nod.

"Do you want me to buy for you?"

She continued to nod.

"Do you want me to buy for you for the rest of your life?"

She nodded hard.

Yi..........

He kissed her gently on her lips and on the corners of her mouth. "This is considered as you had agreed. After you have recovered, we will buy a ring and it will be considered as we are engaged."

Engaged?

Him and her?

Jia Shao had a miserable expression on her face. "Jinx, if you want to jinx me to settle our dispute of 20 years, why look for the excuse of getting engaged?"

Only just a day with him, she was jinxed and had fallen ill. She was afraid that in a period of 10 days, her spirit will have to return to heaven and her soul will have to play chess with the King of Hell.

"I will go and buy you some porridge. After taking the porridge, take your medicine and then take a nap." He stroked her head and stole a kiss from her lips. Then he put on his clothes and left.

She saw the smile on Zhen Lang's lips that refused to disappear and the proud expression on his face.

He must be thinking to jinx her to death to avoid having her constantly chase after him to take revenge on him in future.......so he is feeling happy now, is it?

In a flurry, Jia Shao got down from the bed dizzily and grabbed the telephone on the desk to quickly dial the phone number of Fang Qing Kui. "Qing Qing, help........"

"Huh?" The person on the other side of the line did not seem to have any sincerity. At this moment, she could hear the tapping sound of calculator keys.

"Zhen Lang......he......he wants to get engaged with me." Jia Shao scowled miserably and cried for help.

"Oh?" The voice on the opposite end suddenly became spirited. "Zhen Lang wants to be engaged with you? Then you must remember to tell him that he has to transfer all his movable and immovable assets, properties and real estates, stocks and shares and all bank accounts to your name before you agree. I will help you to calculate his net worth......."

"Qing Qing!" Jia Shao fiercely interrupted her excitement. "If I marry him, I will die!"

"Of course you will die!" Fang Qing Kui gave a perfunctory answer. "You will be dead rich!"

"Qing Qing......"

"Remember, if he doesn't agree to transfer his wealth to you, you must not agree him to marry him. He has to at least give you 90%........or 80% is also not bad......."

"But......" Gripping the phone in her hand, she shivered as she stood on the floor. "It seems like I have already agreed......"

"What?!!" The voice at the other end raised a few octaves. "He did not give you anything and you had promised?!!"

"It seems like it........"

"Now you can die!" Fang Qing Kui replied mercilessly. "Even if you don't die, I will strangle you to death when you come back!"