In the bright big eyes, there are clear autumn waves, clear and beautiful, and charming.

Although she didn't say a word or speak, just looking at him like this made Qiao Sinian unable to control her.

He sighed in his heart, this kind of woman is a disaster.

Ye Jiaqi's face was rosy and without any makeup. Her black head was scattered on the pillow and shoulders, making her skin look whiter and cleaner, like a 17 or 18-year-old underage girl, with a moist luster on her red lips, like peaches after the rain, with unique fragrance and beauty.

She stared at him for a long time before she looked away.

She didn't move, just remained silent.

"I bought the porridge and got up and eat it." He stood there and said lightly, but there was a little command in his tone.

"No." She closed her eyes, and her arms were still resting on her forehead.

Her emotions were much calmer, and her heart returned to normal, quietly, beating steadily in her chest without any turmoil.

The interior is full of sunshine, it is a very sunny day, with blue sky and white clouds, and everything is beautiful.

"Do you want me to feed you?"

"You go away."

"I will leave, you don't need to rush me away."

Qiao Sinian opened the insulation box, took out the red date and lily porridge, and gently stirred it with a spoon.

Soon, the ward was filled with the aroma of porridge, covering the only smell of potion.

He put the porridge bowl on the table, leaned down and prepared to help her get up: "Go and wash, huh?"

"I won't go." Ye Jiaqi pushed him in annoyance.

"Don't be a child. If you don't go, would you still want to stay in the ward? The doctor will drive you out of the hospital."

"Are you upset? Go away?" Ye Jiaqi didn't have much strength and didn't want to argue with him.

But Qiao Sinian is a persistent person.

He simply sat beside the bed and held her arm: "Okay, get up, the sun is so good today, it's too bad to sleep in. Get up and go downstairs to have breakfast. The world outside is beautiful."

I don’t know which of Qiao Sinian’s words touched her nerves. She bit her lip, her eyelashes trembled, and the temperature in her eyes dropped little by little.

Qiao Sinian helped her sit, turned around and went to the bathroom to take a towel and wiped her face with hot water.

The wide hospital gown looked very loose when worn on her body, and her small body couldn't support her at all.

She didn't resist, and let him wipe his face.

Qiao Sinian wiped her very carefully, her deep eyes fell on her face, and she carefully wiped her face with a towel.

The bright light fell on her face, and he remembered the scene he performed countless times in his dream.

In the dream, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl is graceful and graceful, in the prime of cardamom, and is also a period of naughty, naughty and rebellious.

About one day, she fell outside, and her body was covered in mud, and her face was dirty.

He saw it, and he didn't say anything. He went to the bathroom to take a towel and wiped her face.

The little girl in the dream has not grown taller and is shorter, and she is not as good-looking as her now.

But the little girl in the dream looks very similar to her.

Dreams and reality overlap, shadows intertwined, and his hands paused, allowing the towel to stay on her cheek for a long time.

Ye Jiaqi didn't move, just looked at him.

Qiao Sinian realized that he was distracted and took his hand away: "Okay."
Chapter completed!