Hearing the concern in Jian Liangtong's tone.
Huo Shaojun felt warmth wash over him, the corners of his mouth pulling into a soft smile, and even his voice softened, "I'll take care of it myself."
Jian Liangtong looked at him and whispered, "Your body is your own, don't think you can neglect it just because you're usually healthy."
He was almost over his cold yesterday, but it relapsed today, and worse, all because he overexerted himself.
Huo Shaojun felt as if all his limbs were soaking in a hot spring, warm and cozy.
He squinted slightly and softly said, "Mm."
Jian Liangtong sat a bit longer before grabbing her bag and getting up from the sofa, "I'm leaving."
"I'll see you out," Huo Shaojun also stood up.
"No need. Just go upstairs and rest," Jian Liangtong waved her hand, speaking as she walked toward the door.
Huo Shaojun said nothing but followed Jian Liangtong like a stubborn tail.
Jian Liangtong felt exasperated.
