Miss, This Is A Kidnapping, Not a Holiday

As expected,

the young man became even more impatient when he saw Rong Liangliang's gentle and weak appearance.

"Can we talk nicely?" His disdain for Rong Liangliang was almost overflowing. "Can you not say anything?"

Rong Liangliang felt wronged. She was so delicate, so why was the little brother so fierce to her?

She pouted and looked like she was about to cry. "This is how I talk…"

"Take your medicine!" The young man's temper had never been good. If it were anyone else, he would have long covered their head with a bucket of water.

He didn't know why he could still tolerate Rong Liangliang talking nonsense here.

"If you don't want to continue having diarrhea, take your medicine!"

Rong Liangliang was stunned. "You should have said so earlier! If you said this was an antidote for the laxative, I would have taken it long ago."