She placed the bowl in front of him, her actions careful and delicate.
Qiao Yiyang inhaled the aroma of the soup, a complex light flickering in his eyes.
"Have it while it's hot." Lu Xiaofan urged him.
The man glanced at her, picked up the bowl, and drained the soup in one go.
Lu Xiaofan smiled radiantly, the version of her with long hair adding an extra touch of sweetness when she smiled.
Qiao Yiyang's gaze became deep, and he suddenly said, "You really suit long hair."
Lu Xiaofan paused for a moment, then immediately said with delight, "I think so too, I'll keep my hair long from now on."
As long as he liked it, she was willing to do anything, not just grow out her hair.
Qiao Yiyang smiled faintly, tenderness that even he hadn't noticed spilling into his eyes.
After a while into the second treatment course, Lin Xinlan's adverse reactions became increasingly apparent.
At first, it was frequent vomiting and loss of appetite, along with dry skin.
