Gu Xiji hugged his still slender waist, took out a pill from his arms, looked at Jian Lin's slightly glowing but dull eyes in the night, and tried to keep his voice from being unbearable at all,
"Eat it."
If you eat it, it will be fine. If you eat it, it will be safe. It will happen again. It will come again.
PS: Big Thunder, a lot of CP, non-NP, please be careful!