"Don't! Don't you care about your ankle anymore?" Yan Ye tightly grabbed Lin Qiushu's foot and wouldn't let go. "Sit down! How do you know you can't get along with me if you don't spend time with me?"
"Huh?" Lin Qiushu was startled, and after grasping the meaning, her cheeks flushed even more. "I'll give you a chance! I'm always easy to talk to!"
The corners of Yan Ye's mouth lifted slightly as he looked up at Lin Qiushu.
She looked pretty with rosy cheeks and eyes sparkling like dewy autumn leaves, really pleasing to the eyes.
Unexpectedly, Yan Ye's ears heated up, turning red.
This is promising!
An Hao watched the two shy and slightly embarrassed figures with great interest, feeling extremely gratified.
In Yan Huan's words, it seemed Yan Ye, the old iron tree, was finally going to bloom.
She was engrossed in watching but was suddenly dragged out of the hospital room by Qin Jian.
"What? I wasn't done watching yet!" An Hao said, still wanting more.
