Mu Anran had a few bites and then pushed Yu Lingqian's bowl away slightly, "I'm full."
Yu Lingqian frowned and glanced at the noodles that remained in the bowl, "Have a few more bites, okay?"
Seeing his gentle demeanour, Mu Anran's eyebrows instantly furrowed, her tone full of disgust, "No, I want to sleep."
After speaking, she turned over, intending to lie down.
However, before she could lie down, someone grabbed her lower back, "You've slept for a whole day and night, sleeping any more could cause problems."
Mu Anran turned her head and looked at the hand resting on her waist, suddenly lowered her eyes.
When she spoke again, her voice was so indifferent it was devoid of any emotion, "Does Young Master Yu still want to do it? But my body hasn't recovered yet, can we wait a few days...?"
Yu Lingqian's handsome face suddenly darkened, looking extremely grim.
It felt like there was a huge stone pressing down inside his chest.
