"A few hours is fine," Ye Xingbei pushed him away, walked to the sofa, and sat down. "You go ahead, I'm just going to look at my phone for a bit."
Gu Junzhu asked, "Want to lie down in the lounge?"
"No," Ye Xingbei shook her head. "I'll just stay here."
Stay right here and wait.
So I can look up and see him.
Gu Junzhu chuckled and lightly touched her cheek. "Good girl. Want something to drink? ...Juice, maybe? Your throat's sore, so no coffee. Some juice will give you vitamins."
Ye Xingbei nodded. "Alright."
"That's my good girl!" Gu Junzhu ruffled her hair playfully, walked to his desk, and pressed the intercom. "Bring two glasses of juice—strawberry and mango."
Ye Xingbei watched him with a sweet smile.
She'd been loving strawberry and mango juice lately.
He didn't even have to ask to know.
She loved this feeling so much.
How could he be so wonderful?
Soon, Yu Mo came in with two glasses of juice.
