Sitting in the car, Zhao Guangran couldn't stop sneezing, causing Zhao Xuran, who was driving, to glance over several times.
Zhao Guangran saw his brother's tense expression and said, "Brother, don't worry, I'm fine."
"I'm in great health."
His brother's voice sounded so flat, there was not even a hint of concern, even if Zhao Guangran wanted to be broad-minded, he knew this time he had misunderstood.
"I'm just worried that if you catch a cold, it'll spread to Ni Zi."
"You know Ni Zi's situation is quite special right now."
"We absolutely can't let Ni Zi catch a cold." Zhao Xuran looked worried.
Ugh, I know my brother's mind and eyes are only filled with Gong Ruini right now, but please, dear brother, can't you not rub it in so much?
"I know, if I catch a cold, I definitely won't appear in front of you guys." Zhao Guangran said helplessly.
