She lowered her eyes, her whole face was burned red, she no longer had any tantrums, she became very obedient, and drank the medicine given by Xie Qingzhu one sip at a time.
The soup bottomed out, and as a reward, Xie Qingzhu twisted the plums on the plate and put them into Chen Xiyue's mouth. His fingertips accidentally touched her soft lips, which were very soft and hot.
The angry patient frowned and grumbled.
Xie Qingzhu leaned over to hear clearly, but could only spell out a few words in the nonsense.
"So sour."
Hot on the outside and cold on the inside
Eat some youthful and plain campus love, and your fate will be better
Intention: plainness is the truth