"I'm full," Rain said with a rare appetite, and finished a bowl of fried rice. "You really don't want to eat?"
Nael was relieved, he was not willing to stay any longer, so he got up and left.
When he drove home, he seemed to have unfinished business, so he went into the study without eating anything.
In the middle of the night, Rain was soundly asleep, but was woken up by a very slight voice. She turned on the desk lamp casually, and saw Nael frowning, seeming to be in distress.
"What's wrong with you?" Rain stretched out her hand and felt the sweat on her forehead.
The man lost his usual lively spirit, he put an arm around Rain's waist, and pressed her back on the bed, "My stomach hurts."
"Are you hungry?" Rain couldn't help him. "I'll cook noodles for you."
"Are you a woman?" Nael
