darling, allow you to talk back

Yes, let Zheng Yiyuan fiddle with it.

Lying on the bed, Cao Yanqing nestled in the quilt, watching Zheng Yiyuan coming over with milk, Zheng Yiyuan hugged Cao Yanqing, sat behind Cao Yanqing and let him lean against himself.

"I'm not sick." Cao Yanqing leaned on Zheng Yiyuan and tilted his head and said so, but the smile on his face was imprinted in Zheng Yiyuan's eyes.

Zheng Yiyuan smiled and handed over the milk, "Drink the milk and get a good night's sleep. When you go home, your body will be as cold as ice. Be careful to catch a cold and have a fever tomorrow."

Holding the milk in his hand, Cao Yanqing lowered his head and said calmly, "Someone is following me, you know it."

The author has something to say: the author is quietly drinking a large glass of freshly squeezed juice, and Zheng Yiyan looks at the half-drained juice with her head propped up.

The author glanced up, found a tissue and wiped his mouth: the juice tastes good, it would be a pity not to drink it.

Zheng Yiyan nodded: That's right, why didn't I understand Brother Yan's meaning? Am I being too good-tempered.

The author silently poured a glass of juice and continued to drink it. The twisted melon is not sweet, so you have the guts to blame others?

Yesterday was the first day off the list, there is a big gap, but Chen Huan is still working hard to save the manuscript, little angels come and encourage Chen Huan, I hope everyone has a good weekendO(∩_∩)O Um!