His Royal Highness The Best Love

[69 Book Bar - www.] Just sitting on the sofa, I fell asleep without knowing it. When I woke up, it was almost 12 o'clock in the morning. So, I went to the kitchen to make a bowl of noodles without any energy. I was in a bad mood.

Well, the noodles turned out to be so unpalatable that Lin Xiwu couldn't eat any more after eating a little.

She remembered what Luo Yuxuan said before: Mood can also determine the taste of stir-fried dishes. If you are in a good mood, the stir-fried dishes will taste good. If you are in a bad mood, the stir-fried dishes will be unpalatable.

Throw out all the noodles, wash the dishes, and go directly to the second floor to sleep.

I'm nestled under the quilt but I can't fall asleep. It's already past 12 o'clock. Are you really not coming back? Why are you so stingy?

It was a hazy night, falling asleep and waking up again, waking up and falling asleep again.

When I got up, I opened the curtains and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows. It had stopped snowing outside, and the sky was still dark and gloomy. Just like Lin Xiwu's current mood, it was so dull that it made people breathless.

With two huge dark circles under my eyes, I went to wash up without energy.

When I opened the outer door, I saw Luo Yuxuan sitting against the wall. That area was covered by the eaves, so he didn't get wet.

Lin Xiwu saw surprise flashing in his eyes. He didn't leave? Has he always been here?

Yi Yuye closed his eyes, as if sleeping, and didn't even notice that Lin Xiwu had opened the door and looked at him.

Lin Xiwu looked at him and felt something was wrong with him. His lips were pale and his face was a little red. She didn't know if it was blown by the wind.

Squatting down and shouting: "Luo Yuxuan... Luo Yuxuan..."

Yi Yuye didn't react at all and still seemed to be asleep.

Lin Xiwu came closer to him, patted his face, and shouted: "Luo Yuxuan, get up."

With this touch, he realized that Luo Yuxuan's face was hot, and he quickly reached for his forehead, which was also very hot.

Lin Xiwu panicked. He couldn't really squat here all night and catch a cold after blowing in the wind, right?

He quickly shook Yi Yuye's cold arm and shouted anxiously: "Luo Yuxuan, wake up quickly and go to sleep in the house."

Yi Yuye was shaken very uncomfortable. He frowned and woke up. He half-squinted his eyes and finally saw Lin Xiwu's face clearly. He looked at her anxiously.

Seeing that he was awake, Lin Xiwu breathed a sigh of relief, half-bent, holding one of his arms with both hands, trying to pull him to stand up, and said, "You have a fever, I will help you in."

Yi Yuye waved his hands angrily, closed his eyes, and said coldly: "Don't you want me to come out?"

Lin Xiwu put down her schoolbag, continued to pull him up, and said anxiously: "You have a fever, don't you even know?"

Yi Yuye withdrew his hand coldly, his voice sounding like ice and snow cutting into his blood, and said, "You don't have to worry about it."

Lin Xiwu bit her lip and looked at him, clenching her hands. She no longer wanted to care about it, so did he still care about it? If he really didn't want her to care, why would he still squat here all night?

Lin Xiwu really wanted to leave him angrily, but seeing his lack of energy, she couldn't bear it and couldn't move her feet.

Forget it, who allowed himself to be nosy by nature?

Lin Xiwu knelt down again, put down her anger, looked at his slightly red face and said, "I'm just taking care of it, please get up."

Yi Yuye closed his eyes, his head heavy, and didn't want to talk to Lin Xiwu. Didn't he say that he hated him? Didn't he drive her out yesterday? Now that he was out, when he saw that he had a cold, he kindly said to let him go

Go in, what do you think he is? A stray cat on the roadside?

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I’ve been working on theology PS these days, so I can only update two to three chapters a day, sorry!

It’s true that I’m not suitable for distractions. I’ve been focusing all my energy on PS these days. I always have to consider and re-consider my articles before I dare to write them. I write, delete, and rewrite.

I can't post crappy stuff to you, can I?