Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himself

ose in her heart. She quickly brought him a cup of sugar water and then took out a few tissues to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. 。Seeing that he was still clenching his face, she rubbed his ch...Chapter 217 He Cooked Breakfast Himselfllowing, she saw her grandmother rise gracefully, turn—Wow, crap!How could this man be here"Yìshēng, how did you come" Grandma Wen smiled brightly, her voice gentle and kind."Miss Wen's phone was left...