Chapter 146 is better than being killed by the Byran Family

In December, Ducco, the temperature is already below zero, and it's colder at night. Although the room is heated, it won't be comfortable to sleep all night in a thin pajamas. In the early morning, Amanda Jewell woke up when she saw that Iverson Byran hadn't left yet. One meter nine was curled up beside her, her eyes closed, her brow twisted a bit tired. Can you fall asleep here? Amanda Jewell was so angry that she picked up the pillow and tried to throw him out of bed, but she saw him curled up and paused again. After a long time, she pulled the quilt and covered him in half, and she turned her back to sleep. If you have a cold and fever, you deserve it! I don't know whether it was God's eyes or Amanda Jewell's curse at night that worked. The next morning, Iverson Byran fell ill soon after getting up. When the servant sent breakfast to the room, he was scared to death when he fell headlong into the room. 'Jing Qing!' Amanda Jewell helped him up in a panic and touched