The smile in ye zhipei's eyes was so obvious that Chu Yao was stunned. She subconsciously reached out and poked ye zhipei's face."Ye zhipei, are you smiling??" Are you happy about something?"
Ye zhipei stretched out his hand and held Chu Yao's hand."Don't mess around. I'll apply some sun-proof medicine for you first."
As he spoke, ye zhipei picked Chu Yao up again and walked straight into the house.
At this time, Chu Yao, who was in ye zhipei's arms, was already dumbfounded. She looked at her wrist, which seemed to still have a trace of warmth,
Chu Yao blinked, ye zhipei couldn't have been possessed by a ghost, right? Didn't he hate her? How could she take the initiative to hold his hand?
Chu Yao's imagination ran wild until ye zhipei placed her on the sofa.
Ye zhipei took a bottle of suntan ointment and gently applied it on Chu Qi's injured arm."Next time, if you're under the sun, go to the shade and hide."
