How could Song Jingchen not know what she was planning? The corners of his mouth twitched and he said coldly, "No."
Shen Yijia was speechless.
Because she had to brew medicine for Fan Mingyuan, she would basically drip a drop of spiritual liquid into the well by the kitchen every half a month. They usually used the same water to cook inside. The family was extremely healthy, but it was not so easy to fall sick.
Moreover, Shen Yijia had a special physique, but Song Jingchen was nervous for her.
"Ahem."
A sudden cough sounded from the side. The couple seemed to have just remembered that there was someone else beside them and turned around at the same time.
A calm face, and a disdainful one.
Xiao Qirui clenched his fists and coughed for a long time before calming down. He said awkwardly, "I'm… sorry."
At the same time, he was shocked. He didn't expect Song Jingchen to be like this in private.
