"Jianan," Lu Boyan's low voice was full of danger as he spoke, "Where are you going?"

Su Jianan's beautiful peach eyes rolled, trying to get away with it: Lu Boyan had a high fever, his head should not be so sober, would it be easier to lie to him than usual?

She made a serious "cough" and looked directly at Lu Boyan's deep bottomless eyes. She said, "Boyan, you are actually dreaming."

"..." Lu Boyan frowned with a little danger and laughter. ...