"No need." Song Zichen waved his hand, "You go downstairs and pour me a glass of water."

"Wait me a moment."

Lin Zhanyan ran downstairs, poured a cup of warm water and brought it up, and Song Zichen drank half a cup in one breath.

She looked at him with concern, "How is it, do you feel better?"

"Water is not a panacea." Song Zichen said as he lay on the sofa, "But I should be fine if I rest for a while."

You should really rest when you are sick, you are right.

The question is, he wants to rest, why is he lying on the sofa in her room?

"Song Zichen?" Lin Zhanyan looked at him, "Are you confused? You should go back to your room."

Song Zichen raised his eyebrows, "Are you going back with me?"

Lin Zhanyan laughed in anger, "Why should I go back to your room with you? Do you... really have stomachache?" Why did she think he was pretending to be sick?

"I'm sick, can't anyone be with me?" Song Zichen looked at Lin Zhanyan with disappointment, "Why are you so heartless?"

If Song Zichen was pretending, Lin Zhanyan probably knew what his purpose was, and she decided to show her "conscience".

There was a quilt in the cabinet. Lin Zhanyan took it out, took a pillow from the bed, and gave it to Song Zichen, saying, "Just sleep on the sofa, I'll accompany you."

"..." Song Zichen still knew Lin Zhanyan, he felt that things were not that simple.

"If you have something, you can call me." Lin Zhanyan leaned down and stared at Song Zichen, "But if I find you get up secretly, I will--ah!"

Song Zichen was stunned for help but pulled Lin Zhanyan.

Lin Zhanyan had already leaned over and lay on Song Zichen at once.

Song Zichen looked at her with a happy face, "What are you doing?"

“…”

Lin Zhanyan's breathing and heartbeat were all in chaos.

The last time, it was also here, and her posture was almost the same as now.

At that time, if she had not refused, she could have imagined what would happen to her and Song Zichen next.
Chapter completed!