A Small Cold (1)

However, at the very beginning, Qiao Yue did not think too much about it.

After all, there was a storm on the Internet again. She subconsciously felt that her daughter might have been affected by the storm on the Internet, which was why she sounded a little haggard. However, it did not seem like it now.

Perhaps it was because the hearts of mother and daughter were connected, Qiao Yue's entire person also fell down."What's wrong, Weiwei? Why are you sleeping so early?"

"A little cold." Chi Wei did not take the cold to heart at all. Since Qiao Yuechu asked, she would just tell her directly, her tone calm and composed.

Qiao Yueyue was speechless.

Almost in the next second, Qiao Yue's eyes were wide open and filled with sadness. She looked like she was not in a good state. Her emotions did not even need to be brewed. They came as she wished.