Wen Zhixia stood up from the sofa. Her vision suddenly went black and it took several seconds to recover. It seemed like her low blood sugar was acting up again recently.,He seemed not to hear, holding her tightly as if to embed her bones. "Wen Zhixia, you're mine.",When the summer heat arrived, Xian diligently served him his drink. She scolded him playfully, saying he was like a child who would just drink until drunk and sleep carelessly without caring about anything else. "How long has it been… still…"。