Yue Jiaojiao was burned by his gaze.
Zhao Zhan quickly turned his eyes away. "You can just wait for me under the pavilion. I'll be back soon."
He ran in front of Madam Qin and picked up the bowl, finishing the porridge in two or three mouthfuls. Then, he ran into the bedroom like he was escaping from something.
Although he really wanted to say yes, he couldn't.
No matter what, she had to wait for him to finish washing and change the water before he could drag his lover in.
Thoughts that were out of control ran wildly in his mind.
Zhao Zhan could no longer be pulled back.
For the past few months, he had been pure-hearted and had only been worried about his lover's life. He had never dared to think about other things.
However, when he heard his lover's pretty words…
Zhao Zhan felt his body temperature rise rapidly, and he felt like he was about to explode.
