Samuel lay on his side, expressionlessly looking at the person sitting on the edge of the bed, working on two assignments.　Sensing his gaze, Letitia raised her head slightly to meet his fair cheek and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong, are you still unwell?"Samuel shook his head, half of his face buried in the soft pillow, and he looked very uninspired, "How close are you?"　"Almost." Letitia flipped through the pages, "About ten more."　Maths and Physics were fine, but English and Biology were more difficult.　There is too much copying to do.　You have to control the font when writing so that it's not too obvious and the teacher notices.　"Does that inhibitor ...... still feel right?"Samuel was silent, and seemed to whisper something, but Letitia didn't hear him, they weren't far apart, but Letitia still didn't hear him, reflecting how low Samuel's voice was.　Letitia looked up and touched his forehead. There was no rejection, just a lack of movement, probably due to the discomfor

"Wha... why are you being so nice?" Letitia said, and Samuel responded with such seriousness. Letitia was just saying that, but Samuel was so serious about his response that he put the lid on the pot and suddenly grabbed her around the waist and pinned her against the wall, "Is it true that if I'm good, you'll say yes to more of my requests?" 　Letitia looked away and laughed helplessly, "Not at all." 　"Then again, it's not like I'm going to take you off your medication." Why do this nonsense. 　It's not like there's going to be a satisfactory outcome for him. 　"Whatever, you must have said yes." Samuel held her face and asked, "Tell me the truth, don't you?" When Letitia saw how serious he was, but all she could think about was laughing, she pursed the corners of her lips to make herself look serious and said, "Yes, yes, yes. You're right." 　Samuel ruffled his hair around his ears, "Hey, I'm charming, I can't help it." Letitia: "......" 　"You'd better make dinner." 　"I thought