Mother Jasmine put her hands on her chest and nodded with a smile.


    And his father inserted his mouth unhappily.


    "Wait a minute, I..."


    "I feel it''s convenient and convenient."


    “…”


    Mother Jasmine repeated the passage with a smile again, while her father sweated on his forehead, held his glasses, and stopped talking.


    Ah, I always feel that their relationship is actually very harmonious.


    "Xiaozhu, go, mom, I won''t disturb you."


    Not only did she help me clear out the obstacles for Jasmine''s father, she also took several steps back and signaled that she would do her own thing.


    In Jasmine''s mother''s encouraging eyes, I put my hand on the door handle.


    "Okay, Dad is cooking with me~"


    "Hey, my wife..."


    Then the two of them disappeared at the same time as I pushed the door open.


    As the door opened, I saw her.


    "ah!"


    Jasmine, who was sitting on the bed, looked at me and screamed.


    Her face was still as beautiful as ever, with dark hair hanging behind her, but her face looked unexpectedly pale.


    After noticing my arrival, Jasmine bent her knees and wrapped herself completely with a quilt, revealing her head above her eyes.


    Seeing that she was even more haggard than I thought, my face became a little bit serious.


    "Jasmine."


    I called her name and walked to the bed.


    "How did you come here?"


    She seemed very panicked, and she tightened the quilt with her hands while moving her **** back.


    I sat next to her.


    "You''re sick, so I''m here to visit. Is there anything wrong with it?"


    "I can''t care about you anyway. Do whatever you say!"


    She said with a bad attitude, and her eyes weakly turned to the sheet, as if she was just looking at the patterns on it.


    "How could you catch a cold?"


    “…”


    Hearing my words, Jasmine''s body shivered, and she clearly showed a shaken expression.