Mo Yanchen held her hand and opened his eyes."Cheng, go to the next room and see them."
"But you ..." Seeing this, Shen chengjing turned her hand over and touched his head.""Do you have a fever?"
She was a little angry and turned to walk into the bathroom. She saw that he had mixed cold water when he took a shower.
"Mo Yancheng, do you know what you are doing?" Shen chengjing's heart ached for him. Why did he hide his illness from her? was he afraid that she would worry?
When she turned around and returned to her room, she saw him lying on the bed, sleeping deeply.
Shen chengjing walked up to him and stood by the bed. Seeing him sleeping so deeply, she felt as if a knife was cutting into her heart. He had been so busy all day long, and now he was going to brush her off when he got home?
"Have a good sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow. Shen chengjing reached out and touched his forehead gently.
