As night falls, in the upscale suburban residential area

In a sleek and elegant corner of the living room, a bright green parrot is preening its feathers.

On the sofa to the side, Yuan Heng was hugging two large cushions, his handsome face pale, with dark circles under his eyes.

He exhaled softly, his voice low and mournful: "Ah Lang... I couldn't sleep again last night."

In the open kitchen, Ning Lang stirred the lily soup in the pot at a leisurely pace.

"If you want to be a panda, there's nothing I can do to help you."

Yuan Heng let out two soft moans, then collapsed onto the sofa, rolling and turning from side to side.

"Just thinking about how Senior Sister Shan gave me first aid makes my whole body burn with fever, my head spin, and every cell in my body tremble! Oh my god! What should I do?! What should I do?!"

Ning Lang poured the cooked red date soup into the lily bulb soup. The snow-white and red dates created a striking yet harmonious color contrast, making it quite beautiful.

Lily bulbs and red dates have an excellent sleep-inducing effect, making them a perfect match for my best friend who is on the verge of a mental breakdown.

After taking the medicine personally prescribed by Dean Shan, his gastroenteritis has improved significantly, but he still needs to eat soft and sticky foods for the next few days.

The lily and red date soup was sweet. She added a few pieces of rock sugar, and thinking that he always loved sweets, she added another piece of rock sugar.

Hearing Yuan Heng's wails, A-Lu couldn't help but mutter repeatedly, "What to do? What to do? What to do?"

Yuan Heng suddenly turned his body to the side and glared at the little parrot through his messy hair.

"A-Lu, what should I do?"

Ah Lü blurted out: "Cold salad! Cold salad!"

Yuan Heng rolled his eyes and muttered, "Idiot!"

Unexpectedly, the little guy had excellent hearing and quickly retorted, "Coward Heng! Coward Heng!"

Yuan Heng leaped up with a quick somersault and stared at Ning Lang suspiciously.

"Ah Lang, you're so mean! You secretly called me a coward!"

Although Ah Lü is clever and intelligent, and occasionally says some mischievous new words, most of the time she just repeats what she hears. If she doesn't say it, Ah Lü won't say it.

As a result, Ning Lang was caught red-handed.

She smiled slightly and continued stirring the sweet soup. "You've had a crush on Dean Shan for years but haven't dared to confess. What else could you be but a coward?"

Yuan Heng was speechless and immediately admitted defeat.

Ning Lang still wouldn't let him off the hook, continuing: "When someone gives you a proper first aid, the girl is very open and generous, but you're unconscious and can't feel anything, yet you're still so worried that you can't sleep."

Green, standing in the corner, delivered the finishing blow: "Coward Heng! Coward Heng!"

Yuan Heng: "..."

He suddenly stood up, threw all the cushions onto the sofa, and retorted angrily, "Who said I don't feel anything?!"

Ning Lang suddenly looked up and stared at him.

So, the cowardly Bao Heng completely chickened out, blushing and burying his ears.

"Um...the tip of my tongue...feels a little numb."

Ning Lang chuckled softly.

How could it not be numb after being given anesthesia?

Yuan Heng slid over and leaned his tall, slender frame against the outside of the kitchen.

"Ah Lang, I have a question for you."

Ning Lang picked up the sweet soup, took the porcelain spoon from the side and filled a bowl, pretending not to have heard.

Whenever he puts on that seductive expression, he's sure to say something nice.

Yuan Heng raised his chin and asked in a teasing whisper, "Have you ever kissed anyone?"

Ning Lang paused slightly with the spoon in his hand, but quickly continued.

"Do not listen to what is improper, do not ask what is improper."

"Tch!" Yuan Heng snorted lightly, grinning, "The more they forbid us from asking, the more suspicious it is!"

Ning Lang handed him the porcelain bowl and turned to walk around to the living room.

"Eat up, eating will shut you up."

Unexpectedly, food couldn't shut him up. Yuan Heng ate the lily soup while chasing after him.

"Ah Lang, tell me, tell me!"

In the corner, Ah-Lu, always eager for trouble, kept gossiping, "Tell me, tell me!"