Ning Zhiyuan sat up with Li Jiaren in his arms, pulled the quilt to cover her slender legs. Her face was buried in his strong chest, and she murmured with a low voice. There was no movement, and she was still sleeping.

Ning Zhiyuan glanced at several people with a little cold eyes and asked, "Why are you here?"

mu LiuNian enters him with a smile, and wants to sit down beside the bed and talk again. But he is given a cold look by Ning Zhiyuan, and stands and talks immediately.

"Oh, Zhiyuan, what's your expression? We've come all the way to see you. Can't you give me a...