Tell Daddy, Mommy is not a bad person

The huge mansion is quiet, Xia Wan is holding a cup of hot milk, and the thick carpet is like soft grass under his feet.

She came to Lu Siting's door and knocked lightly a few times.

"Come in."

Xia Wan turned the doorknob, pushed the door open and entered.

In the gray bedroom, the simple and high-end design is full of the unique atmosphere of men.

Lu Siting was nestling on the sofa with his notebook in his arms, and the blazing light shone on him. His face looked a little pale, except for those bloodthirsty black pupils, which still exuded a powerful and frightening aura.

Xia Wan cleared her throat, nervously approached the sofa, and handed the milk to the man.

"This is... your milk."

If it wasn't for the servant's reminder, she wouldn't have noticed the man's stomach trouble at all.

Xia Wan remembered that Lu Siting's stomach was really bad, and today he must have been hungry to save her, so he had another stomach problem.

Lu Siting's sharp eyes just glanced at him lightly, and then he returned to the computer, his handsome face was cold and resolute, and in his bones was the indifference of being thousands of miles away from others.

Xia Wan was holding the hot milk, and was thrown aside foolishly, no one took care of her.

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

Xia Wan cleared her throat uncomfortably: "Then I put the milk aside, remember to drink it while it's hot."

Lu Siting held the laptop with one hand, frowning slightly.

While Xia Wan bent down to put down the milk, she suddenly noticed the sweat on the man's forehead.

She didn't change her face, and then took a closer look, Lu Siting's other hand was always on the stomach.

Sweating from the pain came out, but he pretended to be fine.

Xia Wan pursed her lips, she remembered that there seemed to be stomach medicine granules in her bag, she bought it when Yang Jing had a stomachache a few days ago, and she didn't use it up.

She didn't say anything, she walked out of the man's room quietly, went back to the guest room to get the Chinese medicine granules, went downstairs and turned back after finishing the preparation.

This time, Xia Wan didn't knock on the door, and just turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

The picture that came into her eyes was the laptop in the man's hand thrown on the carpet, and Lu Siting's tall and slender body curled up on the sofa, like a wounded lion, silently licking his wounds.

When Xia Wan walked in, the slight sound still alarmed the man.

"What are you doing again?"

An indifferent and calm voice came, and the man hid his pain very well.

If Xia Wan didn't know him well, no one else would know that the man is suffering from illness at this moment.

Xia Wan walked to the sofa, and directly handed him the glass containing the Chinese medicine granules, with a coldness that could not be refused: "Drink the medicine."

Seeing Lu Siting pretending to be strong, her heart twitched inexplicably, and she felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Lu Siting's body was still curled up on the sofa, his lips were pale, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.

He raised his slightly narrowed eagle eyes, and his eyes wandered back and forth between her delicate face and the steaming glass of water.

Looking at his appearance, Xia Wan felt that he was so weak from the pain.

She didn't hesitate anymore, put the medicine cup aside, bent down and hooked her hands around the man's neck.

It took a lot of strength to move Lu Siting's strong and strong body, and let him sit up slightly leaning on the sofa.

After physical contact, Xia Wan realized that the thin silk pajamas on the man's body were all soaked with sweat.

She frowned, stretched her arms, took the medicine cup, and handed it to his mouth.

"Don't be brave, you drink the medicine first, and I'll help you find clean clothes to change."