Ji Chengzhou's slender fingers unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt as if it made breathing easier, and he picked up his phone to dial Li Xiujie's number, "I drank some milk, come over now."
After hanging up the phone, he stood up and walked upstairs, lightly scratching his itchy arm.
Sang Qian followed him, "You shouldn't scratch."
Ji Chengzhou suddenly turned around, his expression grim, "Don't follow me, or I can't guarantee I won't strangle you!"
Sang Qian stood still and watched as Ji Chengzhou's angry figure quickly disappeared from view. She really didn't mean to; she just wanted him to get more calcium.
Doing a good deed the wrong way probably described her situation.
She had intended to appease him, but now, not only had she not succeeded, but their relationship had also worsened.
Sigh...
Life is full of disappointments.
Suddenly, she remembered something Song Shijing had told her, he was also allergic to milk, and these two had such similar physical conditions.
