Affectionate little lady

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"Feng Feng, I'll be back early today, what do you want to eat? I'll cook for you, do you want some fruit..."

"You don't have to worry about me." She was too lazy to say much, and hung up the phone. ()

Drowsily sleeping for a while, the phone rang again, and she gave a feeble feed, and heard such a gentle voice from the other side: "Xiaofeng..."

It's Kaye, no, Ye Jia. [

"..."

"Xiaofeng, what's the matter with you? Are you free today?"

She suddenly wanted to cry, she sniffled, "I have caught a cold, I am sick..."

"Oh? Let me come and see you..."

"no need……"

What I thought in my heart was, if he really came, it would be great.

"Oh……"

Then, the phone hung up.

She was extremely disappointed, why did she say "no" just now, she put her cold hands back on the bed, regretted and sad, closed her eyes, and didn't want to eat anything.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly I heard the sound of "dong dong" knocking on the door.

Is it Li Huan?He forgot to bring the key again?Come back so early?She struggled to get up and looked at the time, it was only after three o'clock in the afternoon.

She went to open the door. At the door, a handsome and tall man smiled gently: "Xiaofeng, are you sick?"

She stepped back step by step. She was wearing old pajamas, unkempt, disheveled, barefoot and wearing slippers—she actually appeared in front of Ye Jia with such an image.

She could hear the broken and disappointed voice in her heart, but another gentle voice covered them all up: "Xiaofeng, it's too cold, go and put on clothes..."

She ran back to the room, changed her clothes in a hurry, and ran out in a hurry.She went to wash her face and brush her teeth in a daze, Ye Jia reached out to touch her forehead, and took her hand: "Go, I'll take you to the hospital..."

"This little illness..."

He was still smiling, looking at her, he didn't seem to care what she was wearing, and he didn't think there was anything ugly about her unkempt hair, his eyes were so gentle, "Tonight is Christmas Eve, you can't be sick, right?"

Such a look is so reassuring!The frustration and shame brought about by his unkempt appearance naturally disappeared. He was sick and embarrassed, and he didn't care about everything... Gaye saw himself several times, always in the When he was embarrassed, embarrassed and ugly—it was a kind of compensation and comfort, it seemed that he should see himself like this.There is no need to hide everything in front of him.