C350 I've Got a Cold

If the scholar did not have the ability to conceal his illness, Yan Muqing felt that she could be more particular than anyone else. Unfortunately, her little wife was a blockhead.

Yue Ziyue pulled Yan Muqing along as she left quickly, looking very much like a small dog after a meal, very rude and boorish.

"Cough, cough, cough." Yan Muqing could not help but cough twice