It's not the first time Xing Yun has come to Xia Ke's house, and he would often be caught by him before and locked up in a small dark room to catch up on sketches.
It's like a second company here, all her uneasiness disappeared the moment she stepped into the door, and she always felt that the next second she would be locked up in the study room to stay up all night.
So, as before, she habitually ran to the kitchen after taking off her shoes...
"What are you doing?" Xia Ke asked behind him.
The dissatisfaction in his tone made Xing Yun slightly shocked, "Make coffee..."
"Why are you drinking coffee so late?"
"That's right." She scratched her head, "I almost forgot that I came here purely to sleep today."
"... You really don't see me as a man at all." Do lonely men and widows have such a thing as pure sleep
"ha?"
"Forget it, it's nothing..." He stretched out his hand and helped Xing Yun walk to the sofa, "Sit still."
"Oh." She nodded dully, staring blankly at Xia Ke going to the study and then to the kitchen.
After tossing for a while, he walked back to the sofa again, and handed her the cup in his hand, "Drink some hot milk first."
"Thank you..." She reached out to take it, looking at the cup in her hand with some surprise.
"What's the matter? Isn't this your cup? Don't worry, I haven't used it."
"No, I just feel very cordial, as if I have returned to my own home."
"..."
"President Xia?"
"..."
"President Xia?!"
"Huh?" He recovered.
"Are you OK?"
"It's okay." It's just that my heart throbbed slightly just now, which was probably an illusion. He curled his lips, didn't take it too seriously, bent over to open the medicine box, rummaged through to find safflower oil, "give me your feet."
"Ah?" Xing Yun couldn't react for a while, and only after a while did he understand what he meant. Instead of daring to stretch out his feet, he shrank back into the sofa again and again, "No...no, I'll just do it myself..."
"Stop talking nonsense." He simply forcibly pulled her foot onto his knee, "My ex-girlfriend is a free kick coach, and I'm definitely more experienced than you in dealing with this kind of injury."
"Do you often help her deal with it?"
"I often help myself deal with it."
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