C22 The Style Was Not Right

"Are you hungry? I asked Aunt Chiang to make some porridge for you. You can drink it later."

Although Yun Yan's fever had already subsided, in order to not let her suffer from the wind, he still stuffed her back into the blanket. "Your body is weak. Lie down for a while more."

Yun Yan had a face full of resistance. After being coy for a while, she said, "I don't want to sleep now