After a while.

The two of them were sitting on opposite ends of the sofa, with a medicine box placed in the middle, clearly separated from each other.

Litang rummaged through, found the cold medicine, poured two pills into the palm of her hand, and looked at him with a stern face.

"Take medicine!"

The man was sitting on the other side, with an abnormal blush on his pale face, leaning on him a little weakly.

Hearing this, he frowned slightly and looked away.

The little girl puffed up her cheeks and emphasized seriously.

"You are sick."

He Yan reluctantly opened his eyes, his vision a little blurry.

Then I heard the soft little voice of the other party, serious and serious.

"You should take medicine when you are sick."

As Litang spoke, she moved towards him, looked down at her skirt, finally found a comfortable position to sit down, and put the capsule to his lips.

"Now, open your mouth."

As he got closer, the man's good-looking face was exposed to his sight.

Her facial features are delicate and beautiful, and she usually has a somewhat cold expression. Today, due to illness, her face is a little pale.

Because I haven't drank water for a long time, my lips are a little dry, but they still have a crimson color. The color is beautiful under the capsule.

He Yan was stunned when he was suddenly attacked.

He raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her quietly with mist-covered pupils, a little confused.

This action seems a bit familiar.

I always feel like this is not the first time I have been treated like this.

It was just because my fever was too high that my thoughts were sluggish and I couldn't find anything wrong.

He Yan tilted his head, his voice was low and somewhat mute.

"Don't eat."

After saying that, he pursed his lips again, as if he would not open his mouth even if he died.

Litang looked at his side face, then looked down at the capsule in her hand, thought seriously for two seconds, held his face with her hands, and spoke softly.

"He Yan."

Feeling the comfortable touch on his face, the man was a little stunned, and then he heard her calling him and subconsciously hummed.

The next second, someone pinched his cheek and something was stuffed in.

Feeling the familiar taste on the tip of my tongue, I immediately wanted to push it out, and then a glass was pressed against my lips.

Because he raised his head, he subconsciously took a sip.

The capsule that was originally in my mouth was swallowed smoothly, and I only felt a little strange in my throat.

He Yan blinked, his eyes reflecting the chandelier above his head, and his lips moved slightly.

But before he could say anything, the little girl's hand had already covered him.

Litang stared at him carefully with round eyes, a little hesitant.

"Did you swallow it?"

As he spoke, he continued to cover his mouth to prevent him from spitting out.

He Yan lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes drooped thinly, covering the expression under his eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.

Just quietly being held by her.

The hot breath between her lips and teeth sprayed all over the little girl's palms.

Litang's little hand moved, feeling a little itchy. Seeing that he didn't seem to be holding anything in his mouth, she let go.

He just raised his finger and poked the side of his face, feeling a little curious.

"Have you eaten?"

The person who seemed unresponsive at first glared for a moment, then leaned back on the sofa and shut himself up.

Litang felt curious about it, so she moved next to him and lay down on the sofa.

"Is it so delicious?"

She used to take medicine every day, and it didn't seem to be very difficult.

The man turned his face sideways and spoke a few words slowly.

"You'll know after you try it."

Litang blinked and silently took a piece of toast hidden behind her into her mouth.

"I, I still won't eat."

She is not sick, she only needs to take medicine if she is sick!

Thinking this way, the little girl gradually became more confident.
Chapter completed!