After tidying up her clothes, washing her hands, and then washing her face, Luo Xiaoqian looked at herself in the mirror, took a breath, and opened the door.
"What's wrong, are you not feeling well?" Luo Ke felt a bit relieved seeing her come out safely.
"Maybe... the meals these past few days haven't been very good." Luo Xiaoqian casually covered up.
Luo Ke held her arm and helped her sit by the sofa, "I brought some milk and snacks, would you like some?"
"Just a glass of milk will be fine." Luo Xiaoqian took the cup he handed over, thinking about the note, she drank the milk in big gulps, immediately placed the cup on the table, and gave him a smile, "I feel much better now. I'm going upstairs to lie down for a while."
"I'll take you up." Luo Ke extended his arm to help her up from the sofa. Luo Xiaoqian feared that refusing might arouse his suspicion, so she let him assist her upstairs.
