Qin Sijue hooked his lips up in a smile, "Since you're feeling uncomfortable, how about I treat you? I guarantee you'll feel refreshed in no time!"
"No, I don't need—hey, what are you doing!?"
He hadn't finished his sentence when Qin Sijue grabbed him by the collar of his pajamas and dragged him outside.
"Helping you cure your sickness."
"I'm not sick, I don't need it!" Li Yuan struggled fiercely. Damn, if he got "treated" by him, he might come back with a swollen face!
"Oh? Didn't you just say you weren't feeling well?" Qin Sijue turned around and gave him a look.
Li Yuan felt like crying but had no tears!
What's it called when you shoot yourself in the foot? He had basically dug a hole and jumped into it!
"Brother, I was wrong! Please don't do this!"
"Too late."
Dragging him along, Qin Sijue utterly disregarded his struggles.
In a blink, the two of them had reached the staircase, not going down but up.
"I kao, Qin Sijue, what are you trying to do!?"
