He also pinched Yan Yuan's nose.

Yan Yuan was out of breath, his face getting redder and redder. Shen Zhizhi let go of his hand, and Yan Yuan took the opportunity to breathe deeply.

Then……

The pill fell into my stomach.

The tongue coating is bitter.

Yan Yuan complained and wanted to vomit, so Shen Zhizhi fed him two candies and said, "Eat candies, it won't be bitter, dear baby."

The word "good boy" captured Yan Yuan's attention. Yan Yuan closed his mouth and suppressed the feeling of nausea.

Yan Yuan calmed down for a while, then opened his mouth and said, "Eat it."

Shen Zhizhi was not stingy and said “good baby” again.

She touched Yan Yuan's head soothingly.

Her hair was soft and her palms were warm. Yan Yuan squinted his eyes comfortably.

"elder sister."

"You're sicker than me, so you need to take medicine too."

Shen Zhizhi lowered her eyes, a sickly smile on her lips, "Sister is not sick."

"My sister is filled with love and wants to hold on to what belongs to her."

She held Yan Yuan's hand.

Yan Yuan certainly knew that his sister was not sick, he just didn't like the idea of ​​taking the medicine alone.

He crunched the candy in his mouth, looking unhappy.

"oh."

Shen Zhizhi is a person who dotes on his wife. She changed her words, “Sister does have some mental illness, and sister also needs to take medicine.”

Yan Yuan looked at her.

The long-haired beauty had eyes filled with clear stupidity.

Shen Zhizhi pinched his cold and soft cheek flesh, took out the pills without changing his expression, and swallowed them.

"Sister took medicine."

"Sister is more obedient than Yuan."

Yan Yuan didn't argue, "Well, my sister is more obedient than me."

He smiled sweetly, "Yuan likes good sisters."