Chapter 89 (1/2)

Cloud words politely hook up the lip: ”no, it suits my appetite.”

Junscher sat down opposite, and the servant brought him a small dish of vegetables.

Why eat alone?

Yun CI pointed to the rich dishes in front of him and asked, ”don't you eat these?”

Zou Bo replied: ”master Che can't eat meat.”

Cloud words slightly narrowed eyes: ”allergy?”

”It's not. It's just that you will vomit.”

Vomit?

What's wrong with that.

After dinner, the servant cleaned up the guest room.

”It's cold in the evening. I've specially prepared a bird's quilt for you. If you still feel cold, let me know.”

Yunci nodded slightly.

”Are you afraid?” Junscher had changed into a loose housecoat, with the collar tilted slightly to reveal a delicate clavicle.

He is leaning on the wall, a hand pocket, posture lazy: ”dare not sleep alone, I can make it difficult to accompany you.”

”Go away.” Yunci enters the room and slams the door.

Junscher twisted his brows into a beautiful radian and exclaimed, ”if I cry at night, I won't care about you.”

Downstairs, the servants hid in the corner and peeped into the second floor.

”Miss Yunci is so beautiful.”

”It's people who are polite.”