She stepped back, and as a result, Jing Hua's hand naturally failed to reach her forehead to check her temperature.
Just as he touched her, she abruptly retreated. Was she disgusted by his touch?
Jing Hua's eyes, sharp as a hawk's, fixed on Gu Jiajia, "Don't move!"
Gu Jiajia's heart trembled, and when Jing Hua came over to check her temperature again, her legs truly stiffened, and she didn't move at all.
As Jing Hua's hand made contact with her skin and she felt the warmth of his hand, Gu Jiajia's heart stuttered, as if nudged by a fawn.
Inside the formation, Zhong Xing watched with gritted teeth, really wanting to go up and give Jing Hua a good beating!
He really wanted to shout at the infuriating guy, "Take your salty pig hand back and let me do it!"
How could Jing Hua touch his Jiajia right in front of him, and even be fierce to his Jiajia?
