C236 Pyretic fever

Jian Yan was making porridge in the kitchen, because she had already smelled the faint fragrance of rice. An Shengmei rubbed her temples as she walked out, and said with a hoarse voice: "Why didn't you wake me up yesterday? And so … "She fell asleep."

"I called, but your room's door was locked. I thought you were in a bad mood, so I waited for you to wake up to eat dinner