"President Xian is so busy that he is willing to hand over his little house to me for a while. You really can't ... Eh? Little Red, what happened to you?"
Qin Gengxin was standing in front of the door, laughing out loud when he heard Jiang Ruolan coughing.
Jiang Ruolan, who was already coughing her lungs out, could not resist burying her face on the sofa. She was coughing more violently.
Oh heaven...
Oh earth…
Just f*cking hack me to death, please!!
A certain girl wailed miserably in her heart.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
The moment Qin Gengxin opened the door, Xian Zihao immediately saw Jiang Ruolan sitting on the sofa in the middle of the living room. Surprise flashed across his face in the blink of an eye.
Qin Gengxin quickly walked towards Jiang Ruolan. He patted her back. "Are you all right? Could it be that the juice had expired? Impossible, I just bought it at the supermarket yesterday."
