"Aunt Song, I was just waking up." Fu Xiaoyao awkwardly turned away, not daring to look at the man's face.,A man's low voice rang out, laced with the raspiness of someone just waking up, "Aunt Song, why don't you go buy some throat lozenges first",Lu Hanchuan lowered his head and looked at the little figure in front of him. Seeing his flickering eyes, he seemed to want to run away. In an instant, his face darkened.。