Xu Jiayang, "..."
"Are you sick?" If you're not sick, why are you seeing a doctor?
"I am sick! I have a brain deficiency disease!"
Xu Jiayang, "..."
Leng Yan was so angry that his eyes turned bright red, "I'm just stupid to care about an idiot like you!"
After saying that, he stormily walked out.
Xu Jiayang watched the swaying water curtain for a few seconds, then withdrew his gaze and continued showering.
When he finished showering and came out, he found Leng Yan under the covers, puffed up in anger.
"Go take a shower."
Leng Yan didn't say a word, not even a fart. He was obviously angry.
"Shower or don't, see if I care."
Xu Jiayang coldly dropped a sentence and then took out the hairdryer to dry his hair.
He wrote the script for two hours, and Leng Yan still hadn't gotten up to shower.
He sighed, turned around, and looked at the bulge under the blanket on the bed.
