Xie Baola shook her head, "I don't know, I didn't pay much attention."
Chen Jiayan: "..."
"Go sit down," Chen Jiayan patted her hand and said irritably, "What are you standing here for?"
"Of course to hug you."
Xie Baola said as if it were a matter of course.
She found that she seemed to be a bit dependent on him.
Just wanted to keep holding him and never let go.
Chen Jiayan was really very nice.
She really liked Chen Jiayan.
Chen Jiayan had somewhat of a loss for words.
"Still so restless even when you're sick."
He pulled her hands away, turned around, directly picked up Xie Baola horizontally, walked to the living room, and put her down on the sofa.
Xie Baola looked up at him, "What do you mean?"
"I'm going to check on the noodles."
Chen Jiayan walked toward the kitchen.
Once the noodles were cooked, Chen Jiayan brought the pot to the dining table along with two sets of bowls and chopsticks.
