Hearing Diya's stammering question, Ming Ye lowered his eyes, his expression unconcerned.
The warm orange light shone on Ming Ye's face. His eyelashes were thick, and it actually made the man's silhouette look even more gentle.
"Didn't you want to bring it back?"
Ming Ye's voice was as calm as water. As he spoke, he opened the medical box and took out the things inside.
So Ming Ye carried that cat back for her?
Diya's heart was in a mess. She could not help but tighten the black suit on her body.
The moment she lowered her head, Diya noticed that the white dress she was wearing was completely drenched!
The white silk dress was originally made of a somewhat transparent material. She even wore a special undercoat. Now that it was drenched by the rain, her body's curves were clearly outlined.
Wearing it was as if she was not wearing it. It even seemed more bewitching!
Oh God!
