The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 70 - : 070: A Kiss-Induced Sickness

Chapter 70: 070: A Kiss-Induced Sickness

She jerked back, but her foot got caught on the sofa leg, and she stumbled before landing flat on her rear on the floor.

Then—

With her cheeks sporting two patches of “highland red,” her mouth slightly open and her gaze vacant, her kissed hand remained motionless, held aloft as if frozen.

Adorable overload!

Wanting to kiss her again.

Jiang Zhi licked his lips and dragged the beast raging within him back into its cage, but he couldn’t quite contain the timid spring hues dancing in his eyes.

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“Ahem…”

He feigned a cough, his eyes brimming with peach blossom allure, like well-mixed watercolor too stunning to contain, unable to suppress the smile tugging at his lips. He rose and crouched down beside Zhou Xufang.

With both hands reaching out, he picked her up like a child, bundled her up, placed her on the couch, then crouched before her to gaze up at her face.

She, on the other hand, was like a statue, not even blinking.

Jiang Zhi’s tiger teeth showed as he laughed, his ears reddening, yet his gaze was unflinching, intensely staring at her, “Why so careless, did you hurt yourself?”

Her expression remained dazed, the kissed hand still stiff, but upon closer inspection, her five fingers slightly curled.

Jiang Zhi, worrying her hand might cramp, pressed it down and poked her cheek with a finger, “Gone silly?”

She gazed foolishly at him, her face growing redder and redder…

Click.

The door was suddenly pushed open, followed by the heavily accented Beijing dialect.

“Brother Zhi~”

This offbeat person could be none other than Second Young Master Xue.

This startling interruption snapped Zhou Xufang out of it; she leapt up, her knee accidentally striking Jiang Zhi and sending him flying.

Thud.

Jiang Zhi landed on the carpet, his hand knocking over a box on the coffee table, showering him with marshmallows.

Zhou Xufang crouched, grabbed a couple of packets, and bolted.

Jiang Zhi: “…”

Now it was his turn to be dumbfounded.

“Tsk tsk tsk.”

Xue Baoyi glanced at the swiftly departing girl, “Brother Zhi, what mischievous act were you attempting that scared the poor lady so?” He casually picked up a bag of marshmallows, about to open it—

Jiang Zhi snatched it back, still sitting on the carpet, and despite coughing, he started collecting the marshmallows back into the box.

“Ah Wan.”

Ah Wan, hearing his call, entered.

He steadied himself on the coffee table, “Take this box of candies to Zhou Xufang.”

“Oh.”

Xue Baoyi’s eyes nearly rolled back in exasperation, really wanting to hit someone, but seeing Jiang Zhi coughing, with his peach blossom eyes and tender pale face, his inherent compassion couldn’t help but swell.

That’s him, can’t stand to see a beauty suffer.

Well, he forgave him.

Xue Baoyi sat down, a leg casually draped over the other, giving some advice to Jiang Mei Ren, the little virgin, “Your girl is clearly naive; don’t be too aggressive, or you’ll scare her off.”

See, she’s run off.

Jiang Zhi lay down, blowing a tuft of hair from his forehead.

Just now, he hadn’t held back.

He was a bit restless. “What are you doing here?”

Xue Baoyi got serious, “Got a role for you in your new movie,” he pulled up the information on his phone, showing it to Jiang Zhi, “These three are pretty good, take your pick.”

The first two were Baoguang staples, one a film queen, the other a top actress, but the last one was a newcomer.

Jiang Zhi swiped to the last page.

Xue Baoyi took a glance, “Don’t you want to think it over?” He was a bit troubled, why he had chosen her, “This girl is a bit wild, hard to handle.”

Especially when playing video games—outrageously fierce, her insults unmatched, not repeating a single one in half an hour.

But, to be fair, the girl had acting talent, an unpolished gem.

Jiang Zhi indolently withdrew his hand, “Her.”

This girl, her earlier hair pulling was just perfect, promising.

The promising Lixiang was now eating soup dumplings, stuffing one after another, face shiny with oil.

Beside her, Zhou Xufang clutched two packets of pink marshmallows, her head down, still as a rock.

Fang Lixiang finished the last dumpling, “Xu Fang.”

The ‘rock’ didn’t budge.

Fang Lixiang called out again, “Xu Fang.”

The ‘rock’ lifted her head, “Huh?”

Fang Lixiang noticed something was off, “Why are you so distracted, did Director Jiang do something to you?”

She immediately shook her head and clenched her right hand, placing it behind her back, “No!”

What’s the matter? Why does it sound like she’s hiding something?

Fang Lixiang stared at her, “Why is your face so red?”

She didn’t know.

It was a bit hot.

She took off her earmuff hat, still clutching it in her right hand behind her back, and fanned her face with her left hand.

“Xu Fang, let me tell you,” Fang Lixiang spoke to her in a motherly tone, “you need to be very cautious around Director Jiang.”

Zhou Xufang didn’t understand, “Why should I be cautious?”

Fang Lixiang looked around and then leaned in close to Zhou Xufang, whispering, “Isn’t he gay? He’s already twenty-four this year, his family will definitely start pressing him to marry and have kids. A family like the Jiang Family won’t let Jiang Zhi marry a man, so,” she said with certainty, “he’ll definitely find a woman to continue his lineage.”

Zhou Xufang’s fanning paused, then she realized.

Oh, so Jiang Zhi wants her to help him continue his lineage.

The right hand Jiang Zhi had kissed made her sweat. She wiped it on her body, then said, “I won’t help him continue his lineage.”

She was a monster herself, how could she bring another little monster into the world.

Fang Lixiang was reassured: “You’re really awesome, Fang!”

Zhou Xufang was still caught up in the matter of continuing lineage, her expression complex.

“Oh, there’s something else that’s very important.”

Fang Lixiang beckoned Zhou Xufang closer.

“That Luo Yinghe, you must stay away from her.” Fang Lixiang spoke very earnestly, “That evil woman holds grudges, I’m afraid she’ll cause you trouble.”

Luo Yinghe’s notorious and domineering reputation was known throughout the circle.

Zhou Xufang covered her scorching face with her cool hands, trying to cool down: “I understand.”

But Fang Lixiang still wore a deeply concerned expression. Uncharacteristically serious, she advised Zhou Xufang, “It’s not just Luo Yinghe. Stay away from anyone with the surname Luo.”

Zhou Xufang asked why.

Fang Lixiang’s eyes drifted away: “I heard,” she whispered to Zhou Xufang, “people from the Luo Family, they’re all beasts.”

If they weren’t beasts, why would they even spare a child.

“Oh.”

Zhou Xufang nodded, slightly distracted.

Only then did Fang Lixiang notice the sweat on her head, “Why is your face still so red?”

Zhou Xufang looked blank.

“I don’t know.” She tugged at her collar, “I’m so hot.”

Fang Lixiang examined her closely and saw that not only her face, but also her ears, neck, and even the skin on her wrists were red. Fang Lixiang hurriedly touched her head.

One touch, and it was clear something was seriously wrong!

“Vice Director, Fang has a high fever!”

Vice Director Zhao asked who?

Fang Lixiang quickly pulled Zhou Xufang over and asked if there was a doctor with them.

Vice Director Zhao saw that it was Zhou Xufang—the crowd actor that Director Jiang was most concerned about. He quickly had his assistant bring over a thermometer.

They took her temperature and were shocked.

It was 104 degrees!

There was no doctor with the film crew. Fang Lixiang was so anxious she could have jumped, “Fang, hang in there, I’ll call an ambulance right now!”

Zhou Xufang’s face was as red as blood, but expressionless: “No need.” Then, she picked up her backpack, “I’ll just go buy some medicine.”

She would avoid the hospital if possible, fearing the doctors might find something abnormal.

Zhou Xufang took some time off and was about to leave, but Fang Lixiang insisted on going with her.

Zhou Xufang just… just ran, ran very fast.

Because she was going to buy medicine. She was feeling some discomfort in her heart, scared to go to the hospital and not wanting to risk it, she bought lots of fever medicine and secretly hid to take a dose.

But it was useless.

Her normal body temperature was only around 68 degrees, and this was the first time it had spiked to 104 degrees.

There was a scene today, just in extras there were more than five hundred people. Vice Director Zhao had worked hard to arrange the extras’ positions. Just as the clapperboard sounded—

Jiang Zhi called a halt.

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Vice Director Zhao asked, “What’s wrong?”

His gaze moved across the crowd, circling once, and he frowned: “Where’s Zhou Xufang?”

“…”

Vice Director Zhao was curious, not knowing how the great director could tell from five hundred extras that one was missing: “She’s taken sick leave.”

Jiang Zhi heard this, stood up from his chair too quickly, even knocking over a nearby thermos: “What’s wrong with her? Is it serious? Where is she now?”

His peach blossom eyes suddenly flared, the intense glow inside made them hard to look directly at.

Vice Director Zhao shuddered: “She, she has a high fever.” The rest he didn’t know.