Qiao Nian walked to the bed and picked up her phone. Just as she was about to walk to the desk and turn on the computer, soone knocked on the door.
She rembered Ye Wangchuan telling her he was coming up later.
She looked at the door and said, "It's unlocked. Co in."
Then, she walked to the desk, turned on her laptop, and pulled out a chair.
At this mont, she saw a certain soone coming in with a steaming bowl. The porcelain white bowl was placed in front of her. Qiao Nian looked down at the fragrant porridge. Stunned, she looked up at him. "You cooked it?"
"If not , then who?" In addition to the porridge, Ye Wangchuan also prepared a plate of side dishes for her. The overall dish was very light. "The auntie isn't around right now. I did it myself."
He put down the chopsticks and pulled a chair, then said to the girl, looking at her with his handso eyes, "Your stomach isn't good. Eat sothing to cushion it first."
Qiao Nian silently picked up her chopsticks and tasted the porridge.
It was a holy and light flavor. In the past, she did not like eating this kind of light southern flavor, feeling it was boring.
She preferred hotpot, spicy chicken, and other flavors that stimulated her taste buds.
However, on this night, she took small spoonfuls of the porridge and side dishes Ye
Wangchuan had personally cooked. She suddenly felt that this light taste was not that difficult to accept.
At least she finished all of it.
Qiao Nian wasn't a quick eater but wasn't shy about such things.
After finishing the porridge and side dishes, Qiao Nian felt a warmth in her stomach. She relaxed her brows and looked at a certain soone. "You want to say sothing?"
"Drink so water first."
Ye Wangchuan carefully unscrewed the cap before handing her the water bottle.
Qiao Nian looked at it and felt she was being taken care of like Chen Chen. However, she still took it.
"Do you want to ask why I didn't tell Ji Lingfeng I helped him?"
Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows when she obediently drank the water. His long eyelashes were lowered, and his eyes were beautiful. "Will you tell if I ask?"
Qiao Nian nodded honestly. "If you ask , I'll tell you."
These words were even more lethal than words of love.
Ye Wangchuan took the bottle from her and twisted the lid before placing it on the table. Then, he said unhurriedly, "I won't ask. You can do whatever you want."
Qiao Nian was a little sleepy and distracted after showering and eating. Hearing his low and hoarse voice, her mind cleared up for so reason.
A pair of clear eyes stared at him.
Ye Wangchuan was a little stunned by her stare. He subconsciously touched the bridge of his nose and was about to ask her what was wrong.
He thought there was sothing dirty on his face.
The girl blinked and shook her head impatiently. "Nothing."
Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows and looked at her again.
Qiao Nian seed to be looking away, but she felt that there was no need for her to not dare to look at him. In an instant, she turned around and t his gaze.
In the blink of an eye, her gaze slid down and her throat bobbed up and down. However, she still followed her heart and got up to lean against him.
After their soft lips touched, they separated again.
It was rare for Qiao Nian not to avoid him. She pressed her fist to her lips and coughed dryly. "I think I have to thank you, but it's too distant to just say 'thank you"."
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