"You scared me to death!"
Meimei scrambled up from the sofa and balled her fists, thumping his chest twice again.
Her lips were slightly parted, panting hard, her eyes a little red.
It wasn't his fake injury that scared her, it was what he'd just said.
It had only been one day, but Tingye had turned weird, and now even Jiang Nan was like this. They really were going to scare her to death.
"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you. Look at how timid you are, like this. How do you even take care of yourself out there?" Jiang Nan sat up from the sofa, caught sight of her pale little face, reached out to pinch her cheek, and joked.
In his eyes, his thoughts were quickly hidden away.
He flipped over and lay back down on the sofa. "I haven't even had lunch before coming to see you. Can I apply for a bowl of pasta?"
"…"
Who comes to see a sick person and then makes the sick person wait on him?
And he could actually say it with a straight face!
