"You you you..." Gu Fuqiao said three "you's" in a row to Yan Zhen Guo's big face.
Yan Zhen Guo heard this and chuckled, then moved his face away and said, "What about me?"
"You actually made me get a shot!" Gu Fuqiao recalled everything that happened when she was groggy before, and she looked at Yan Zhen Guo with some anger.
Though the cold hadn't completely gone, her fever had subsided, and Gu Fuqiao sat up, looking at Yan Zhen Guo with an annoyed expression.
Yan Zhen Guo chuckled silently, sorting the things in his hands.
Seeing Yan Zhen Guo ignoring her, Gu Fuqiao also gave a cold snort, planning to ignore Yan Zhen Guo, but this time, she realized she seemed to have arrived at Yan Zhen Guo's house.
The surroundings, while simple, were elegant and tasteful, with a hint of luxury amidst the simplicity.
For example, the color TV in the bedroom... it's quite noticeable.
