C972 Jin an Was Ill

After Jin Beiqing changed his clothes and tidied up, it was already 8: 20.

He walked to the bed and leaned over to kiss Xia Jinru's forehead. "I'm leaving."

"Yes." Xia Jin's voice came from behind the blanket. "Be careful on the road."

"We have to go downstairs to eat before nine."

"Got it." Xia Jin's tone sounded perfunctory.

Jin Beiqing narrowed his eyes