Xu Ziqing reined in her slightly anxious heart, calmed herself, and with a faint smile, walked back to the bedroom.
By that time, Ye Che had finished his work and was sitting on the sofa, watching TV. Xu Ziqing came over and handed a cup of coffee to him, "Just brewed it with fresh Brazilian beans, very aromatic."
Ye Che took the coffee and inhaled deeply the strong aroma with his nose before lifting his head and looking back at Xu Ziqing.
Xu Ziqing had been watching Ye Che's movements all along, her body involuntarily stiffening. Now, being unexpectedly glanced at by him, she tensed up and blurted out, "Che, what's wrong?"
Ye Che, caressing the coffee cup in his hand and seeing the brightness in Xu Ziqing's eyes growing, paused, then pointed at the window and said, "Xiaoqing, could you draw the curtains, hm?"
Draw the curtains...
