Being Poisoned

When the two of them stood at the door, Danica pushed open the door and walked out. Seeing them acting so intimately, Danica got it wrong again. "Hey, Dani, you're back? I'm going downstairs to cook. You come and help me." Savannah did not take it seriously and let go of Nick. Danica felt uncomfortable in her heart, but she wanted to give them a chance to be together. She didn't want to be the third wheel, so she pretended to be lazy and yawned. "Ah, I'm so sleepy. You have someone to help you. Let Nick help you! I want to have a rest." After that, she turned around and entered her room. "Hey, Dani..." Before Savannah could stop her, the door was already closed. "She's slacking off again..." "Well, I can help you," Nick said dully. This made Savannah laugh. "Haha... No need. Actually, Dani can't cook, and she can't help anything either. I basically do it myself. Go downstairs. I'll make you a glass of juice. You just need to wait." They went downstairs together. Nick followed Savannah