"Which outfit are you going to wear?" Lu Yuhao opens the wardrobe.
He suggests this one, Miao Feishuang doesn't want it either.
He suggests that one, Miao Feishuang doesn't want it either.
"Do you want to do your makeup before going?" He furrows his brows; why are women so troublesome?
Hearing this, Miao Feishuang quickly climbs out of bed, walks to the dressing mirror, and seeing herself look like a pale ghost, she pushes him out the door.
Indeed, she looks awful!
Lu Yuhao angrily leans against the door, "Fine, I'll call the doctor to come over."
"I also want to tidy up a bit." Miao Feishuang doesn't want outsiders to see her looking so pathetic.
Of course, she doesn't want Lu Yuhao to see her like this either.
Lu Yuhao left the bedroom, called Tang Haolang: "Is the situation stable over at Brother Zhan's? Can you come to my place?"
"Who's sick?" Tang Haolang asked.
"Feishuang has a fever; she doesn't want to go to the hospital." Lu Yuhao said.
