章 150: Lost And Regained

Jing Yan had a fever and had not taken his medicine yet. He endured the increasingly heavy dizziness in his mind and carefully searched every part of the road He Miao had walked in the morning, but he still found nothing.

"I'll look for it here myself." There was still a tear stain on He Miao's face as she guiltily advised, "You haven't recovered from your illness yet. Hurry and go home to recuperate."

"If you don't go back, how can I bear to leave by myself?" Jing Yan raised his hand and touched the tip of her nose, teasing, "Stop crying. You're turning into a little kitten. I didn't know you cared so much about my gift to you."

When he thought of He Miao's expression when she realized that she had lost her bracelet, Jing Yan could not help but feel a glimmer of hope.

He knelt down and patted Onion's head. "Don't they say that dogs have the best noses? Quickly smell it, where did your master's bracelet fall?"