"Why are you here?" she asked, panting.
Tang Ji 'an stuffed the milk into her hand. "Drink the milk."
"Oh, okay."
He was concerned about her, which made her even happier.
Tang Ji 'an lowered his eyes and saw that she was barefooted. He couldn't help but frown."Do you want to catch a cold that much?"
Mu Mian stepped on her right foot uncomfortably. "I'll go put on my shoes now."
"Don't move,"
Tang Ji 'an walked to the bed, picked up the slippers, and returned to her side. He slowly squatted down.|| He placed the slippers by her feet and said in a gentle voice, " "Wear it."
Mu Mian felt as if time had stopped. The sound of rain poured down. She could hear her own heart beating. It was beating a little fast.
She stood there, staring blankly at Tang Ji 'an, who was half-kneeling in front of her.
Why did he do it so naturally?
Wasn't he the high and mighty young master?
Wasn't he always unkind?
