king the entrance to the Dream Club.The profession of a journalist used to prioritize facts more, but now it emphasizes traffic more. In order to attract attention or other benefits, facts can be dist...Her mind kept replaying the image of He Hanchuan putting his suit jacket on her, and the feeling of his wet shirt clinging to his body. The thought made it even harder for her to fall asleep.

"Click!"向晚 turned on the bedside lamp, sat up, and got out of bed with a face that wasn't looking so good. She walked to the door 。She remembered that He Hanchuan usually prepared a medical kit, which should have fever medicine inside. 。But she grabbed the doorknob and twisted it, the door opened, but she didn't go out, and then she closed the door again. 。He had a fever and was sick, what did it have to do with her向晚 lay back on the bed with a tight face, curling up in the quilt, holding her knees with both hands, frowning and closing her eyes. 。I hardly slept all night. 。 >>向晚 sat up with a splitting headache, putting on her shoes and going downstairs a little faster than usual.If you don't want to call me, you can call Menglan." 。"I'm full." 。"向晚 put down her chopsticks and stood up." 。He followed her up, saying from behind, "You can do whatever you want, but don't hide f...