Wang Xiaoya stared at him sulkily and said, "Are you going to take these pills or not?"
She waved her small hand and took out the pills again.
That undeniable tone was comparable to Lin Yingying's.
Long Fei thought to himself that he had no choice, and took a brocade box, saying, "Then I'll take one!"
Wang Xiaoya glared at him, still with a tense little face.
Long Fei swallowed hard, and reluctantly took them all, saying, "Fine, I'll take them. Are you happy now?"
"That's more like it."
Wang Xiaoya smiled and pouted, her eyes burning with eagerness as she asked him, "Are you coming back tonight?"
It's hard to refuse when you take from others, hard to respond when you eat others' food.
Long Fei had taken two Fifth-Grade Pills and three Fourth-Grade Pills from her, how could he have the face to go back?
Fortunately, he had rested well these past two days; he gritted his teeth and could still hold on.
