C97 We Don't Know How to Restrain Ourselves

In the morning, Mu Ning brought the porridge to the hospital. She opened the door and saw that Chung Yifan had already woken up. The sunlight reflected on his body through the window. It was as if there was a layer of golden light. He held the cup with his slender fingers. The water in the cup swayed, and the golden light shone.

For some reason, his heartbeat sped up