After dropping Wen Yao back at school, Li Chen hailed a cab and headed straight for Yuan Qingying's place.
"Senior sister!"
The moment Li Chen saw Yuan Qingying, his eyes lit up.
She wasn't clad in the perpetual white coat he usually saw her in at the hospital.
Today, Yuan Qingying wore a light-colored plaid shirt with tight jeans.
It was probably because she was at home and chose to dress casually.
The top button of her plaid shirt was undone, revealing a flash of white, and the curves below pushed against the fabric, creating a splendid silhouette, while those tight jeans accentuated her long, shapely legs exquisitely.
Her long black hair lazily clipped at the back of her head.
It was a simple outfit, but it took Li Chen's breath away with its startling beauty.
"You... you can sit down for a minute, dinner will be ready in no time!"
Sensing Li Chen's intense gaze, Yuan Qingying grew a tad shy and flustered, called out to him, and quickly ducked into the kitchen.
