"It's nothing." She shook her head but felt her entire body trembling, "Just an old problem."
Lu Yanhe didn't ask further, aware that it was a stomach issue.
Su Jia lifted her head, her gaze playful and mocking, "I want to take a shower, but I have no energy. Why don't you help me?"
Lu Yanhe frowned in disgust, took out a box of stomach medicine from the bedside table, and slammed it in front of her before turning to the kitchen.
Su Jia's smile grew wider.
She watched his silhouette busy at work in the kitchen, joy spreading from her heart.
When Lu Yanhe finished making breakfast, Su Jia hadn't finished her shower.
He glanced at the bathroom and then turned back to the kitchen to put two cups of milk in the microwave.
After waiting about ten minutes and seeing she hadn't come out, he finally felt a little uneasy and found a key to open the door.
When he opened the door, he was surprised to see her standing at the doorway.
