"Scoundrel, liar."
Ye Xiao lazily turned her head to look at the well-built Qiao Si who was getting dressed.
After dressing, Qiao Si returned to the bedside and gently kissed the girl's forehead.
"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Qiao Si looked tenderly at the girl on the bed who was glaring at him.
"Hmph, I want porridge."
Ye Xiao snorted coldly, her voice still carrying a hint of leftover anger.
"You rest a bit longer, I'll go make it and call you when it's ready."
Qiao Si patted the girl's head, softly coaxing her.
Ye Xiao blushed and pulled the quilt over her face, still feeling sore all over, it was just too much.
It wasn't until noon that Ye Xiao got up, emerging from the bedroom to see Qiao Si sitting on the sofa handling work on his laptop.
He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, focusing intently on the data on the screen. His posture looked elegant and was truly captivating.
"You're up, I'll go get your porridge."
