C416 A Wife Protector Demon

When he quietly took the things back to his room, he turned around and saw that Jun Wuyao had already woken up.

However, he was holding his forehead with one hand, as if he was uncomfortable.

"Is it a headache?" He walked closer softly and placed the congee box at the side. Then, he carried the sobering soup that was stored in the retro conservation cup to the bedside