Ye Cong felt that the way Xin Ya looked at him today was not right, and it was definitely not the kind of expression where she was especially grateful because he had helped her celebrate her birthday. It was more like an unhappy expression.
After the stove was moved over, Ye Cong went back to his room and specifically asked Xin Ya to change his dressing.
When it came to changing his dressing, xin ya naturally did not dare to think too much about it. She hurriedly followed him back to his room.
The room that had been burning for an entire day was still very warm. However, just as Xin YA entered, she was pressed against the door by Ye Cong.
Xin Ya let out a low cry. Fortunately, the door was closed.
"What are you doing?"Xin Ya said in a low voice, but she did not struggle.
