Jing Yao, who was feeling terrible, burst into laughter when she heard his words.
"What does this have to do with you? I was gluttonous and felt that it was too delicious, so I couldn't help but eat more."
Liang Xun did not say anything. He frowned slightly and helped her tuck her hair behind her ear.
Jing Yao's expression froze.
She felt that this action was a little strange, but she could not say what was strange about it. She could only conclude that she was thinking too much.
Liang Xun had wanted to bring Jing Yao to familiarize herself with the environment at home, but seeing that Jing Yao wasn't feeling well, he could only give up the idea and take her upstairs to rest.
There were many rooms in Liang Xun's house. Jing Yao stood at the stairs, hesitating.
"Which room am I staying in?"
Liang Xun led her straight to the nearest room. "This one."
