Yinxing lay on the bed for a while.
Suddenly, she felt the door to her room being opened.
Xia Ye's figure appeared at the door again.
Yinxing thought Xia Ye must be there to pick a fight.
Just when she wanted to lash out and drive him away.
Suddenly, she saw Xia Ye holding a cup in his hand.
It seemed like a cup of green bean soup for sobering up.
In the past, whenever Yinxing got drunk, Xia Ye would make green bean soup for her.
Add a little honey, it was one of Yinxing's favorite desserts.
For a moment, Yinxing felt complicated but still somewhat touched.
Although they fought with each other.
From the bottom of his heart, Xia Ye still cared about her.
Xia Ye walked in, placed the green bean soup by the bed, and then turned to leave.
He still looked cold.
But Yinxing's lips curled slightly.
This guy is still a hard-hearted softie.
After Xia Ye left, Yinxing propped up her arms and slowly sat up.
She stared at the green bean soup by the bed for a while.
