With the sound of the door opening, Everett raised his head, with surprise in his eyes.
“You are here!”
The coffee machine half-loaded in his hand was put aside, he quickly stepped forward, took the bathrobe jacket Xue Zong put on his wrist, and skillfully put it on him, but was blocked by one hand.
Xue Zong didn’t have a consistent smile on his face, he walked in without expression, and sat down on the office chair casually.
He closed his eyes, looking tired: “Come here and give me medicine.”
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