His forehead was evidently sweaty, very, very cold. Ye Qiu was startled: "Are you really sick? I'll go get a doctor for you."
As she spoke and was about to leave, Edward reached out and held her back: "No need."
Her hand was soft and warm.
In such a night, it made him feel warmth straight to his heart. He very much wanted to just hold on and never let go.
"Are you really sure?" Ye Qiu gently raised her eyebrows. Edward himself understood medicine, so if he said no need, maybe it was really no need!
However, why was he still holding her hand?
Ye Qiu pulled her hand back: "Then hurry up and eat your supper, otherwise the noodles will get gummy."
"Okay."
Edward looked down at the noodles tonight, he surprisingly had a strong appetite! Without Ye Qiu urging him, he already started.
In no time, a bowl of noodles was finished. Ye Qiu was very happy, feeling proud: Her cooking was actually so good! Even better than Edward's private kitchen!
"Ye Qiu."
