Luo Ren took a step forward, and Kiyo was very sensitive and immediately stepped back.

Luo Ren smiled and said, "Miyo, I hugged you, hugged you, and kissed you. If you think this disease can be contagious by close contact - it's just now that I'm going to take precautions, isn't it too late?"

Kiyo didn't say anything, his head lowered slightly, and his long hair brushed from the front, revealing his delicate and fair neck, pale and fragile, as if he would break if he was not careful.

Luo Ren asked: "Have you eaten these two days?"

She thought for a moment, then shook her head. She had some broken parts of her clothes, and there was still dust on the edge of the broken mouth. She didn't understand where she had been hiding all day and night.

Luo Ren stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm and came in.

The taste in the room was different. The aroma of the food stimulated the taste buds that had been closed for several meals. Muyo's eyes fell on the table of midnight snacks, mostly in plastic lunch boxes, but for her, it was already a feast that was spread out.

With his eyes blocked, Luo Ren stood up, blocked between her and the inner room, and signaled to the bathroom: "Take a bath."

Kiyo said: "I don't have any clothes to change."

"I heard that I didn't bring a piece of luggage, no penny, I had my brain and hands. I thought it was quite chic, right?"

He took the clothes for her, men's style, and a one-time travel-changing underwear bought in the supermarket.
Chapter completed!