, was not familiar with it. She didn't know that many things about Zhang Zhe were normal, but Zhang Zhe was open and honest, and there was no way she deliberately "concealed something".
She said, "How is that possible?"
Meng Yang smiled strangely.
But he didn't say anything after that, neither agreeing to her nor expressly rejecting it.
Jiang Xuening waited for a long time without listening to his reply, then he took a sigh of relief and stomped away.
Slipping back upstairs with the potato in her hand, she lay down with her clothes on.
She originally planned to sleep for a while, and she would pretend to be sick as planned in the morning, but who would have thought that someone would sleep until the second half of the night and feel chills all over her body, and a cramp in her abdomen caused her to wake up in discomfort, and her forehead felt even worse. It was a cold sweat, and the whole person seemed to have committed a serious illness!
It was just standing in front of the window and the wind was blowing. At most, it was a little cold. How could it be like this all of a sudden
She staggered to her feet, only to find her limbs weak.
Do not…
It's not pretending to be sick, it's real sickness!
Jiang Xuening's heart was filled with awe-inspiring fear. After walking two steps, he accidentally bumped into the cup and fell to the ground with a "pop". It was heard far away in the silence before dawn, alarming the people nearby.
After a while, someone knocked on the door, and it was Zhang Zhe's voice: "How is it?"
Jiang Xuening wanted to speak, but his throat was hoarse.
So she heard a "bang", someone kicked the door open, and three or five people came in together, among them Xiaobao, who had greeted her to eat, and when she saw her pale face, she shouted: "Sister What's the matter, what's wrong?"