But the housekeeper did not leave immediately and asked in a deep voice, "Do you need to tell the young master?"

Yan Ranran thought about it, then shook her head, "No need, there is nothing big, he will know when he comes back!"

The butler's eyes flashed slightly, but he stopped saying anything and retreated silently.

Yan Ranran tucked the quilt for Yan Qianqian and sat down on the chair beside the bed. Because of the heat, tiny beads of sweat appeared on Yan Qianqian's forehead little by little. She wiped her from time to time.

He covered her quilt with slid down again.

When Yan Qianqian woke up, it was already night. The lights in the room were a little dim. She turned her head slightly and saw Yan Ranran lying beside the bed and sleeping, her heart trembled slightly.

Because the effect is realistic, she dared not fool around, so she really made herself sick with a cruel heart. She often got sick when she was a child, so of course she knew how to make herself get sick quickly, although she really wanted to use her sisterhood to make love.

But when she opened her eyes and saw Yan Ranran, she still felt a little guilty.

Although she was sleeping in a daze just now, she could still feel that Yan Ranran was always with her and taking care of her carefully, just like she was at home before, as if everything had not changed.

But………

Before she could think too much, Yan Ranran's head moved, and Yan Qianqian immediately closed her eyes.

Yan Ranran opened her eyes open and looked at the clock on the wall at six o'clock. She was startled and jumped up quickly. She looked at the little bits in the bottle on it for the first time. Fortunately, there was still a little left.

, and Qianqian had not woken up yet. She put her hand on her forehead and touched her. She noticed that the temperature had slowly dropped. She breathed a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was just a surprise.

Yan Ranran stretched her waist wide, walked to the bathroom, washed her face and woke up, then called a servant to come in, and told the kitchen to cook porridge for Yan Qianqian, and explained in detail how to cook it.

Yan Qianqian is spoiled and is spoiled. Every time she gets sick, Yan's mother will cook porridge for her. She will be specific according to her requirements. She will be happy after eating it, otherwise she will get angry and refuse to eat it. Therefore, Yan Ranran is special.

Keep these points in the kitchen.

Yan Qianqian was lying on the bed, listening to what Yan Ranran said, the little guilt in her heart began to spread. Yan Ranran had been away from home for a long time, but she still firmly remembered her habits.

Nothing was left out in every place... She would really feel sorry for her... but she was scheming at her like this...

The door was pushed open again, An Yunluo stepped in with a tall figure. He naturally walked to Yan Ranran, hugged her slender waist with one hand, and then kissed her cheeks.

He said, "How is Qianqian?"

"Are you back?"

Although Yan Ranran was still a little uncomfortable, she did not make any resistance and tried her best to make herself naturally.

An Yunluo curled the corner of his lips and couldn't help but kiss her again.

This way, without repulsion, I don’t know how long he thought about it. It’s no longer a tit-for-tat or antagonism to me. Just such a simple sentence, you are back!! It actually spreads his heart.
Chapter completed!