Qiao Nian squinted her eyes and took a look. A can of hot coffee was handed to her. She raised her head and saw the man's slightly drooping hands holding the coffee can. His hands looked a bit like the hands of male models in advertisements, slender, with distinct knuckles, without a trace of excess flesh on them. They were white, and the nails were trimmed neatly and roundly.
It looks good anyway.
She always liked good-looking people or things, so she looked at them for a while before reaching out and slowly taking the coffee from him.
When she took it, she found that Ye Wangchuan had opened the can for her. She just drank it. She pursed her lips, feeling pretty good. She tilted her head back and took a small sip. There was still a sleepy expression on her face, and it was obvious that she had not gotten enough sleep.
Ye Wangchuan sat down next to her and glanced at her mobile phone inconspicuously. She was chatting with someone, and he seemed to inadvertently look at the other person's nickname.
The person who looked familiar was Qin Si.
Qin Si also threw over a double-row game link.
What follows is another string of nonsense.
He retracted his gaze and raised his hand to push the girl's hair on her brow back. His brows and eyes were tired and very eye-catching: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Qiao Nian was touched by him and her hair was brushed again. Her back was stiff for a moment, but when she smelled the familiar mint scent on him, her shoulders relaxed again. She let out a sigh and replied, "I only slept for three hours. I finished taking the sleeping pills and couldn't fall asleep."
She had developed the habit of taking a sleeping pill before going to bed a few years ago, and Wei Lou would give her the pills when they went around the city.
Later, Grandpa Wei Lou fell ill, and Wei Lou returned to Beijing. During this time, she was busy taking care of Old Wei, and she did not get the medicine for about half a year.
She ate the last piece of her stored food the day before yesterday, and it was gone last night. It was too late at night that she realized she had run out of medicine, and she was too lazy to go out to buy some.
As a result, I couldn't sleep last night and went to bed at 3:30 in the morning. I didn't sleep well the whole night and had all kinds of weird dreams.
People who don't get enough rest usually have a bad temper. Qiao Nian is the same. She didn't sleep well last night and had to get up early in the morning. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she was quite lazy and didn't like to talk much.
When Ye Wangchuan heard her naturally mention the sleeping pills, he pursed his lips and said, "I'll ask Gu San to prescribe some for you later."
Qiao Nian glanced at him, still lazy and listless: "Yeah."
He looked at the girl's sleepy look and played with her fingers. The girl's fingertips were slightly cold and there were a few calluses on her fingertips. He wrapped the girl's hand in his palm, thought for a moment, and whispered, "Have you been to the hospital for this problem of insomnia?"
Qiao Nian was so impatient from being pinched by him that she wanted to withdraw her hand, but it didn’t twitch. She had no choice but to give up. Her shoulders weren’t tense, but she didn’t resist anyway: “No.”
"I'll take you to the hospital some other day and ask a Chinese doctor to treat you." Ye Wangchuan looked gentle, but his tone was strong and could not be ignored.
Qiao Nian frowned and didn't want to go to the hospital, but he moved his throat and didn't refuse: "We'll see when the time comes!"
Personally, she prefers taking sleeping pills, which are quick and easy. She can just take them and go to sleep without much trouble.
Just as he was speaking, Gu San came over with a bottle of Pocari Sweat. Seeing the two of them sitting together, he was forced to feed them a mouthful of dog food. The Pocari Sweat in his hand suddenly didn't smell good. The corner of his mouth twitched, feeling the bitter taste of being a single dog. Before he could stay there for a while, he saw his own Master Wang glancing in his direction with a faint look.
(End of this chapter)