Xiao Ye would never admit that the cold sweat was due to nervousness, patting his stomach while chuckling:
"Just now, that entire ordeal nearly exhausted me. This medicine came in handy, perfectly offsetting the consumption."
Yun Xi's beautiful eyes quietly watched him, perhaps it was the temporary resolution of her physical ailment, her usually icy demeanor remained, but the bone-chilling coldness had greatly diminished.
Moreover, a slight blush rose on her beautiful face.
Recalling the scene just a moment ago, she felt shy.
At this moment, the Iceberg Dean Xiao Ye was beautiful. Millennia-old ice melted, adding a hint of warmth. Providing him with medicine and caring about his exhaustion marked a milestone-like change.
Constantly under Xiao Ye's gaze, Yun Xi awkwardly shifted the skin drum, feeling as if she was being appreciated without any cover, just as before.
Xiao Ye coughed, his face turning red as he said, "Dean, um, the reward?"
