C2828 Little Theater Number One Hundred and Eighty-six: Not Even Letting Him Get Sick!

Qiao Ang carried the porridge back to his room and closed the door before walking towards the bed.

He thought that Noah had not woken up yet. When he closed the door, he saw Noah open his eyes and look at him with a face full of grievance. His eyes were red.

“He’s awake.”

Qiao Ang placed the porridge on the bedside table and sat by the bed, touching Noah’s forehead