"What are you scratching for! The doctor said no scratching!" Meng Xiaoran, who had been taking care of him all night, was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed for some rest, and lifted his eyelids impatiently at the sound.
"You're not gentle at all! If I'd known, I should have asked Stone from the start!" Shen Yao'an looked full of disdain.
Meng Xiaoran gave him a disdainful glance, "Stone is in love, all cuddly and affectionate, do you think he'd bother with you?"
"Wow, even Stone, that stone, is in love, all cuddly and affectionate... I never thought the day would come when I'd find myself in such a pitiful state..." Shen Yao'an looked up and sighed heavily.
Meng Xiaoran glanced at him sideways, "I think you should give up on Nangong Xun! Stop asking for trouble!"
Shen Yao'an instantly displeased at the words, "I'm going for it. Even if I die under the peony blossom, it's still a romantic death. What do you care?"
