"If you're not feeling well and want to rest earlier, there's no need to tidy up," Mu Yunshen lowered his gaze to her and said indifferently, "Go take a bath, have some porridge, and then go back to bed to sleep."
Tang Sitian was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled lightly, with a mix of helplessness and self-mockery, "You know it's impossible, so why are you still saying these things to me?"
"What do you mean 'impossible'?"
"You're already going to marry Miss Mo, aren't you? Our deal is naturally over, how can I still live here?" She lifted her serene face with a smile, "Unless you're not getting married?"
Mu Yunshen's dark eyes were tightly fixed on her facial expression, "Do you want me not to marry?"
