Yinxing felt that he couldn’t be blad for this.
If soone had been receiving love letters frequently since elentary school, they would probably be tired of them by now.
But today, Yinxing had a task to accomplish. No matter what, Mai Xiaoqi’s love letter must be shown to Xia Ye.
She was still thinking about Night’s sneakers.
Yinxing directly leaned over and took the book from Xia Ye’s hand.
Then she stuffed a stack of love letters into Xia Ye’s hands.
Yinxing said with a smile, "Brother, anyway, watching do howork must be boring. Why not read these love letters to pass the ti? It’s a much better use of your ti than reading about quantum chanics or computer science every day, isn’t it?"
At this mont, Xia Ye furrowed his brow and glanced at Yinxing.
Yinxing quickly returned to her seat obediently.
Before Xia Ye could react, she opened her workbook, buried her head in it, and pretended to do her howork seriously.
However, Yinxing still sneaked glances at Xia Ye from the corner of her eye.
Sure enough, Xia Ye opened the envelopes and began reading them one by one.
Yinxing felt a bit smug inside.
It seed like she’d get her hands on Night’s shoes.
After working on her howork for a while, Yinxing started to feel sleepy.
She didn’t know why, but as soon as she looked at a book or her howork, it was like a bunch of sleep bugs started causing trouble inside her.
She rubbed her eyes and felt like the words on the workbook turned into wiggling caterpillars.
As Yinxing was drowsy, she suddenly felt a tap on her head.
She looked up quickly, only to find her forehead had bumped into sothing.
When she looked up, she saw that Xia Ye had sohow moved to sit beside her.
Her forehead had bumped right into Xia Ye’s chin.
Ignoring her own forehead pain, Yinxing rushed over, "Brother, are you okay? Let see. Did it hurt? I’m sorry, I didn’t an it. Why did you co over here silently? It’s dangerous if you accidentally bit your tongue, you know?"
Yinxing had been a chatterbox since she was a child, speaking a lot in one breath.
The reason she was so anxious was because, in Yinxing’s mind, Xia Ye was always a sickly person.
He had had narcolepsy since he was a child, and they t when Xia Ye was receiving treatnt at her master’s herbal clinic.
At that ti, he had to undergo acupuncture every day and spend hours in a dicinal bath.
Yinxing was young back then, but she already had a wish at that ti.
She wanted to study dicine hard and grow up to treat her Brother Xia Ye.
In fact, she indeed had a talent for dicine.
She was the master’s 99th and most favored disciple.
Although her master had passed away, he had basically passed on all his knowledge to her.
He even left the entire pharmacist master’s safe to her.
Because of her extraordinary talent and esteed ntorship, she obtained her Traditional Chinese dicine practitioner’s license at the age of thirteen.
Yinxing always thought if math, physics, and chemistry were as easy as Chinese dicine, that would be wonderful.
Xia Ye rubbed his chin and said, "It’s fine."
Yinxing still checked him over.
There was indeed a clear spot where she hit him.
Yinxing said, "Don’t move, let rub it for you."
As she said this, she moved in closer, half-kneeling in front of Xia Ye, using traditional Chinese dicinal techniques to massage him.
Their distance was very close.
Xia Ye’s gaze fell on the girl in front of him.
The girl’s appearance was pure and adorable, her skin as white as an egg with its shell removed.
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