Watching Ye Yang turn around to pour hot water for her, his back made Song Jiaqi's heart suddenly feel a wave of sadness.
Just now, she had that kind of illusion.
She hoped that after she recovered from this illness, she and Ye Yang could stop being so unclear.
Otherwise, if it continues like this...
She would be falling for him.
It's not scary if a man is good, but it's scary if a man is good to you.
In her emotional vacancy, Song Jiaqi wasn't very confident in herself, let alone the man being Ye Yang.
Putting aside any other merits, he is Xiaoxi's father.
Ye Yang poured a cup of hot water and brought it over. "Drink some hot water, you look very dehydrated."
While speaking, he helped Song Jiaqi sit up.
As soon as Song Jiaqi managed to prop herself up a bit, Ye Yang's gaze fell on her chest.
Two very abrupt points...
Uh...
Of course, he didn't do it on purpose.
