Tang Nian's heart was sweet as honey; although Tang Mubai had always pampered her unconditionally, the relationship between them was different now, making certain words sound naturally different too.
But considering she had a cold, she still drank plain porridge in the morning along with two refreshing side dishes, and wasn't allowed to eat anything else.
Tang Nian was sick, so naturally Tang Mubai didn't leave the house; he stayed home to keep her company.
"Don't stay so close to me, you'll catch it."
"I'm not afraid."
"But I am. It's New Year, what if I recover from my cold and then you catch it? It would never end." After she finished speaking, Su Li sneezed again.
Tang Mubai chuckled softly, "I'm healthy enough not to catch it so easily."
Tang Nian glared at him, "I said no, so it's no."
Tang Nian was truly afraid of passing it on to him; though he was usually healthy, you never know with viruses.
