Ye Wangchuan saw that the room was filled with paper balls. Then, he looked at the messy items on her study table. They seemed to be tools for drawing. However, he didn't ask anything. It was as if he didn't see anything. He lowered his head and said with a focused and unquestionable gaze, "Lukewarm."
"Ah." When Qiao Nian took the cup, she realized that it was not the iced drink she wanted and was slightly disappointed.
Ye Wangchuan walked past her and said, "Have you forgotten the last time you had your cramps during your period? There's still a week left. I've asked the doctor. You can't have anything cold this week, so I didn't add ice to your drink."
When he spoke about this, his expression was especially natural. He was calm and composed without any abnormalities.
