Is it just a coincidence or... does he like her?
Before Wei Lan could ponder deeply, the microwave emitted a signal.
She took out the hot milk, poured it into a cup, and went upstairs.
Pushing the door open, he lay quietly in bed, his brows slightly furrowed, looking rather uncomfortable.
Wei Lan didn't even want to wake him, but thinking of the headache he would feel upon waking, she still went to the bedside and sat down, waking him: "Special Assistant Yang..."
He might not have been asleep at all, as he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the cup of milk in Wei Lan's hand, propping himself up to sit and reaching out to take it.
"Be careful, it's hot."
Yang Zichen smiled, a faint smile that was not easy to notice, and then tilted his head back to drink it down in one gulp.
Wei Lan's eyes moved from the cup in his hand to his distinct and slender fingers holding the cup, and then to his adam's apple as he swallowed the milk...
