C392 You Are My Happy Fruit.

Sunn Zhenzhen stared at him for two seconds and fiercely pressed the pillow in her hand on his face. She angrily said, "I'll go get the candle for you. Take it and get lost. "

"Don't. What if I get sick later?" Yang Yilin continued to shamelessly refuse to leave.

"What does death have to do with me?" Sunn Zhenzhen cursed angrily. She pulled her slippers and went into the bedroom