As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue.

Is it very bitter?

Lu Jingnian frowned. He had crushed the medicine before putting it in, and that's why he chose milk, afraid that Jiang Yue would taste the medicine.

"Um."

Jiang Yue's brows furrowed into a deep frown. "Is the milk spoiled?"

"No." Lu Jingnian shook his head. "Aunt Zhang just brought this milk back today. I tasted it downstairs, and it's not spoiled."

"Why is it so bitter?"

As Jiang Yue spoke, her entire face scrunched up.

"Lu Jingnian, I bought some osmanthus sugar today and left it in the car. Could you go get me a piece? My mouth feels a bit bitter, and I'd like to eat some sugar."

Jiang Yue had run out of candy at home today, so she bought some when she went to buy a gift for Madam Lu, but forgot to bring it up from the car.

"There must be something wrong with the milk. I'll talk to Aunt Zhang tomorrow and tell her to switch to another store and not buy milk from this store anymore."

Lu Jingnian was initially worried that Jiang Yue would suspect him, but now that he heard she only suspected the milk was the problem, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I'll talk to Aunt Zhang tomorrow."

As he spoke, he took the pajamas and handed them to Jiang Yue, saying, "Change your clothes first, I'll go to the car and get you some candy."

"Okay, hurry up."

After Lu Jingnian left, Jiang Yue, who was holding her pajamas, suddenly flashed with white light and then lightly landed on the ground, turning into a paper figure.

The real Jiang Yue emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, picked up the paper figure from the floor, glanced at the cup on the table still stained with milk, and bit her lip.