Time passes by. Hu Yira and the night mark are still okay. Both of them are relatively calm so they have been sitting down all the time. However, Yuchi Yan has already moved from the stool to the door. He looks at the sky and mumbles to himself in a low voice. Then he returns to the stool and sits down. He repeats the process in this way again and again.
"Is it okay or not? Half a day has already passed." In the end, Yuchi Yan was still the first to burst forth.
"I don't know either." Hu Yicang hesitated for a moment before saying.
Yuchi Yan stood up and fretted around the room for two rounds. Finally, he walked to the bedside and said to the person on the bed, "Girl, you've slept for so long. It's time to get up. Aren't you hungry? I've brought you your favorite crispy chicken. Althoug
