it"Jiang Qingran, who had been silent all along, hurriedly stepped forward with a look of anxiety and guilt. "Xiang Yu ge, this really isn't Han Chuan ge's fault. It was me when I was carrying the tea...Her mind kept replaying the image of He Hanchuan putting his suit jacket on her, and the feeling of his wet shirt clinging to his body. The thought made it even harder for her to fall asleep.

"Click!"向晚 turned on the bedside lamp, sat up, and got out of bed with a face that wasn't looking so good. She walked to the door 。She remembered that He Hanchuan usually prepared a medical kit, which should have fever medicine inside. 。But she grabbed the doorknob and twisted it, the door opened, but she didn't go out, and then she closed the door again. 。He had a fever and was sick, what did it have to do with her向晚 lay back on the bed with a tight face, curling up in the quilt, holding her knees with both hands, frowning and closing her eyes. 。I hardly slept all night. 。 >>向晚 sat up with a splitting headache, putting on her shoes and going downstairs a little faster than usual.ows furrowed slightly. He grabbed his arm and with a shoulder throw sent him crashing to the ground.Lu Yancen slowly got up from the ground, rubbing his aching body, and let out a sneer, "It seems tha...