Chapter 1962

Zayn gently pulled her hand away and slowly pressed his lips to hers. "Lolo, you don't have morning breath. Even if you did, I wouldn't mind. No matter how stinky it is, I'd still love you!" Willow couldn't help but recall when he complained about her feet stinking. But her feet didn't smell at all! "Zayn, you're the stinky one! You've even complained about my feet before! I hate you!" "No. They're not smelly! I would never think that you're smelly!" His words managed to smooth out the ruffled feathers that had just flared up on her. Willow was fed up with her frail body. She was down with a cold and fever, and even with Wynn personally treating her, she had been sick for an entire week. Even though Zayn had been feeding her all kinds of nourishing food, she still lost significant weight. Zayn seemed to have developed a serious obsession with fruit jellies. He kept developing new ways to make them, serving her a different style every day. Zayn was incredibly talented in the ki