Rong Si looked down at her and said, "I'm not leaving. I just want to get you a glass of water and let you take your medicine. Do you know that you have a bad fever?"
Staring at the handsome face in front of her, Su Jiu smiled. "Yes, I know."
Rong Si pursed his lips and reached out to pinch her cheek. "You know, and yet you're still smiling. You're indeed a fool."
Su Jiu puffed out her cheeks. "What else would I do but smile? Do you want me to cry?"
Rong Si was speechless.
Forget it. Let her laugh. If she cries, I can't fight it.
He stood up again. "I'll get you some water."
She was still holding his hand. "Then come back soon."
"Okay."
