"Xiaoyi, how did you catch a cold? Do you need to see a doctor?

Sheng Lingyao, with a slightly worried voice in her gentle voice, floated into the ear of Autumn Jiayi, who was sneezing fiercely in bed, causing her displeasure.

"Who let you in my room? Didn't I warn you not to step on the second floor?"

What if you accidentally infected him with a cold?

Looked at her still cold attitude, shining gloomily drooping eyelids.

Despite being psychologically prepared, it's false to listen to that indifferent phrase and say that you're not hurt.

Bright apricot eyes stained with a little guilt, but Qiu Jiayi still did not relax:...