Gong Ting sat down in front of her, reaching out to touch her forehead, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Xiao Yu thought to herself, her whole body hurt, especially her back, it felt like someone was cutting her with a knife, does that count as pain? But she really didn't want to worry him, so she closed her eyes, "No."
Seeing her gaze fall on the sunflower, he slightly curled his lips, "Do you like flowers?"
"Is there a woman who doesn't like flowers?" Xiao Yu turned to look at him, "Speaking of which, this is the first time I've received flowers from a man, it's a pity they're not roses."
"Roses are gaudy, they don't suit you," Gong Ting replied, "Your first time receiving flowers, has Big Brother Fu never given you even one bouquet?"
Gong Ting's gaze subtly landed on the insulated container on the bedside table, Fu Zhengci had visited her, and her mood had noticeably improved. His face grew gloomy, his heart stirring with jealousy.
