"I told you to go back to your room, you idiot," Nan Fengyu said helplessly.
Ye Qingmian's personality is a little confused, but it's not like he can't understand even a simple sentence?
"Okay, what about you?" When Ye Qingmian was about to go in, he looked at Nan Fengyu and said
"Of course I went in, or are you going to let me stand on the wind vent here alone and freeze to death?" After Nan Fengyu finished speaking, he didn't look at Ye Qingmian, but went into the room first.
Ye Qingmian raised his eyebrows slightly from behind, smiled, and walked in step by step.
"Are you feeling well now?" Nan Fengyu asked very difficultly. He didn't know if Ye Qingmian knew what happened during the day. If he knew, how would he view himself?
But... even though I really don't want to mention this matter in my heart, I still feel worried. The urgent desire to know whether she is okay or not is so strong that I can't tolerate it.
refuted, so he had no choice but to come here and ask.
"Thanks to you, I'm not dead yet." Ye Qingmian's words may have been very unpleasant.
After she finished speaking, she saw Nan Fengyu's expression slightly stunned, but he didn't say anything, and there was a kind of extra concern in it.
Ye Qingmian said to himself in his heart, wake up, Ye Qingmian, is Nan Fengyu the kind of person who worries about others? It's really unbelievable.
"Really? It seems that I should curse you." Nan Fengyu also smiled slightly and sat on Ye Qingmian's bed. He leaned slightly and fell down, opening his slender eyes.
slightly closed
"Are you going to sleep?" Ye Qingmian asked curiously, is it possible that he still wants to sleep in Qingchen Palace? It has been a long time since he did this. Is it possible that he will make an exception again today?
"Is it possible that I have to get up if I don't sleep so late?" Nan Fengyu replied lazily.
"But..." Ye Qingmian hesitated a little, stammered, and seemed to want to say something but couldn't. A very delicate face turned red, a little