After wiping him down all night, I end up falling asleep. When I wake up, the sun is bright and I am wrapped in warmth. Glancing down, I see a strong arm draped over my waist. How did I end up sleeping on the bed? Gingerly, I try to lift his arm but he moans in his sleep and tightens his grip. "Panda King." I say softly but he doesn't respond. His body is still hot. I'll have to wipe him down again. Sighing, I lie next to him for a while, waiting for him to move. Once his arm is off me, I jump out and get ready before going down to make breakfast. I also call the company to inform them that Panda will be absent today. After cooking some porridge for him, I take it upstairs with orange juice. He can't have anything greasy yet. Placing the back of my hand on his forehead, I feel his temperature. It's still warm but less than yesterday. As I re
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