Chapter 496: Why isn't she waking up, then?

John lifted the blanket, pulling her into his arms.

The warmth from his body came through the shirt.

Finally, she felt a bit more comfortable.

Diana tightly gripped the fabric of his shirt on his chest, pressing her face against his chest.

"Still cold?"

John embraced her, speaking tenderly.

"...a bit," Diana murmured softly, then suddenly said, "But, I have a way."

As she spoke, she reached out, lifting the hem of John's shirt, slipping her hand inside.

Moving along his abdominal muscles, she gently rubbed.

John lowered his head.

Meeting her sparkling eyes.

Diana muttered, "What are you looking at? Can't I tease you when I'm sick?"

John's eyes slightly narrowed, and he reached out, taking off his own shirt.

He grabbed her small hand, placing it on his chest.

In a low voice, he said, "Do as you please."

Diana smirked.

Clearly, her body was in pain, yet in th