Tong Lu pushed Leng Yejin away. She was dazed by the kiss, but she still did not forget what had happened earlier. She smiled at him."Your New Year present for me is a kiss?"
She reached out her hand again, not so easily fooled. I want a more practical gift. Hurry up and take it out.
At the same time, she placed her hand on his forehead. When she was kissed by him just now, her forehead touched his, and she felt an astonishing temperature.
Leng Yejin still had one hand on her waist. "I'll give it to you tomorrow. I didn't bring it with me."
"You have a fever again?" he asked.
He had come in such a hurry that it was understandable that he did not bring it with him. Tong Lu did not have the time to ask about the gift. She furrowed her eyebrows."Why are you having a fever again? I don't even know what to say about your body. How many times do you have a fever in a year?"