bo tingyuan strode to the bed and stuffed the naughty child back into the blanket.
bo shaoxuan had just laid down when he heard the familiar sound of light footsteps from downstairs.
after two minutes, the door opened and tang tang's small body rushed in.
"brother shaoxuan, brother shaoxuan! i heard that you were sick. you're so pitiful, so i'm here to see you!"
"wait, tang tang, don't run so fast!"
luo chenxi followed behind the little dumpling and pulled her back in time. she took out a child's anti-bacteria mask and put it on her face.
then, he pressed the little dumpling down on a chair not far away. " alright, you can sit here. "
"brother shaoxuan, how are you feeling?"
because she was wearing a mask, the little dumpling's pronunciation sounded even more tender.
" tang tang, i ... i'm fine. my fever has gone down ... really, it's all right! " bo shaoxuan supported his body and wanted to get up.