“A-choo!”

Xia Xinnuan sat at the dining table in thick pajamas, glaring at the man opposite her who was eating breakfast slowly. When she woke up, she found that she had caught a cold after sleeping on a wet quilt all night. She felt a little cold wearing winter pajamas in the middle of summer.

"Third Master, you...you don't have anything to say to me?" Xia Xin was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

Shen Peixing put down his chopsticks, folded his hands in front ...