Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes and took a look. A can of hot coffee was handed to her. She looked up and saw the man's hand slightly lowered holding the can of coffee. They were a little like the hands of the male models in the advertisements. They were slender and had clear knuckles. There was no excess flesh. They were fair and clean, and even his nails were trimmed neatly.
In short, it was quite nice.
She had always liked good-looking people or things. After openly looking at them for a while, she reached out and slowly took the coffee from his hand.
When she took it, she realized that Ye Wangchuan had already opened the can for her. She was only focused on drinking. In a good mood, she pursed her lips and then raised her head and took more small sips. She still looked tired; it was obvious that she had not slept enough.
Ye Wangchuan sat down beside her and glanced at her phone without leaving a trace. Seeing that she was chatting with someone, he looked at the other party's account name.
He recognized it as Qin Si.
This fellow even sent her a game link.
There was another series of nonsense.
He retracted his gaze and raised his hand to help the girl push her messy hair behind her eyebrows. Her eyes were tired and very eye-catching. "You didn't sleep well last night?"
Qiao Nian's back stiffened for a moment when he approached her and brushed her hair away. Smelling his familiar mint smell, her shoulders relaxed again. She exclaimed and answered, "I only slept for three hours. I'm out of sleeping pills and couldn't sleep."
A few years ago, she had the habit of taking a sleeping pill before she slept. When Wei Lou was around the city, it was always him who would get her some medicine.
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