This woman really was treating him like dregs left over from medicine.
Ye Qiu got up and got dressed, and when he went outside, he saw Xia Jing, face glowing red, making breakfast.
"Go back after you've eaten breakfast."
Xia Jing went to get his toiletries ready for him.
After Ye Qiu finished washing up, the two of them didn't say much. It seemed they only communicated with their bodies, and there was no other communication.
But as far as Xia Jing was concerned, she was already very satisfied with this kind of life.
After Ye Qiu finished the abalone congee Xia Jing had made for him and left to return to Peach Blossom Spring Villa, his parents and older sister had already gone to work.
Lin Xiang had gone back to school as well; only Xiaomai was left here.
"Ye Qiu, how come it took you so long to treat Miss Xia's illness last night?"
Xiaomai found it strange.
"Her illness is hard to treat. It has to be me treating her."
Is that so?
