C616 Dreamy butterflies

Lin Chuyue opened her eyes wide and looked at the man beside him.

"Zhao Yan?"

The man who was called Zhao Yan looked at Lin Chuyue's puzzled expression, reached out his hand, and touched Lin Chuyue's forehead, "There's no fever, why are you still in a daze."

Lin Chuyue raised his hand and blocked Zhao Yan's hand