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"Come over, finish the soup first, and then I'll help you apply the medicine."
Lin Xuanzi's eyes were gentle, like the morning sun, casting a projection into Mai Xiaomai's heart.
So touched!
Indescribable emotion!
And an indescribable shame!
Yes, apart from when she first met him, thinking he was gloomy and moody, but later, in their interactions, he always thought of her and even helped her successfully quit drugs from You Bei.
Last night, when she was startled by a poisonous needle, she didn't answer his call, yet he came rushing over.
This morning, he made soup early and brought it over. Such care would move even a heart of stone, let alone someone as sensitive as her.
Mai Xiaomai silently stepped forward and sat down by the table in the pavilion.
Lin Xuanzi stepped forward and poured the medicinal soup from the thermos for her.
"You haven't had breakfast, finish all of this."
