How could Murong Mian not be excited when she thought of this? she felt as if she could barely speak.
He couldn't wait to verify it, but he was afraid of being disappointed.
He held Ji Mianmian's arm tightly in agitation.""I'm not cold, I'm fine ... You can't eat that bun, so let's not eat it. There are other buns, which one do you think you can eat?"
Ji Mianmian was puzzled. Why was he still acting weird?
She touched her shriveled stomach."I'm really hungry. Maybe it's because I suddenly came back from abroad. My stomach can't adapt to it."
"Yeah, yeah ... I think so, eat more." Murong Mian nodded her head.
He carefully helped Ji Mianmian out of the bathroom.
Ji Mianmian looked at his worried face and carefully supported her. She laughed. "What's wrong with you? I just didn't eat the right food. I'm not sick. Why are you so careful?"
"You don't look so good, I'm worried," Murong Mian said.
