"Tsk tsk, look at him with that black face, it's obvious that he's feeling unsatisfied." One morning, when Ye Zi'an came down, the others had already gotten up. He had returned to his room late the previous night after reading, so he woke up later as well. By the time he woke up, Yang Chuxia was already out of bed.
When Mu Shaofeng saw that Ye Zi'an's complexion wasn't that good, and knowing that he had been staying up late in the study recently, he couldn't help teasing Ye Zi'an with Mu Shaoling. Young people tended to have more energy, and he knew it through personal experience.
Mu Shaoling glanced at Ye Zi'an and noticed that his complexion wasn't good, so he laughed.
"Do you need me to give you some heat-reducing medicine?"
"You can save it for yourself." Ye Zi'an took a sip of porridge and said indifferently, "I think you need it more than I do. Lonely men like you need it most."
