Long time ago, she heard the softest voice in the world that was expressing the softest love.

“What’s the matter?” Ye Sichen raised Xia Nuan’s face and asked softly when he saw she was a little heavy-minded.

Xia Nuan took his hands away, and lay back on the bed, “I’m fine. I want to lie down for a while. You can do your business.”

Ye Sichen kissed on her forehead, “Drink up the brown sugar water. I’m going to cook some tonic food for ...