But since it’s good for the body, he isn’t completely against it.
"No need, just send the dicine over and arrange for soone to co and decoct it for the Young Madam."
"Yes."
Tang Yanqi wasn’t feeling well, so naturally Sheng Jianan wouldn’t make her exert herself. After a good night’s sleep, she woke up refreshed the next morning.
Perhaps because she made that major decision last night, Tang Yanqi’s mood and spirits seed significantly improved.
Propping herself up to sit, she heard the sound of water from the bathroom; Sheng Jianan hadn’t left yet.
Tang Yanqi felt a bit uncomfortable, sticky, but with Sheng Jianan in the bathroom, she didn’t want to go in, so she grabbed a large loaf of bread and went to the guest room’s bathroom.
After tidying herself up and coming out, she looked at the bed in the guest room where she had once slept and felt a bit dazed.
She initially thought this would be her room, until she left the villa completely. Unexpectedly, it didn’t take long for her to return gloriously to the master bedroom.
How long?
She seed to not have considered this question. Calculating carefully, it didn’t seem that long, yet why did it feel so long to her?
It’s not because the ti was arduous, but rather... it’s a feeling that’s hard to describe.
With so people, even a lifeti feels like a day, uninteresting; but with others, a day feels like a lifeti, full of flavors.
Tang Yanqi ca out from the guest room and returned to the bedroom, as Sheng Jianan also happened to co out of the bathroom, with a bath towel around his waist, his upper body bare.
She didn’t know how many tis she had seen Sheng Jianan like this, yet each ti she couldn’t help but blush, awkwardly looking away with her head down, "I’ll go change clothes."
Sheng Jianan looked at her for two seconds, then suddenly smiled. Tang Yanqi didn’t know why he smiled and raised her head.
The morning light outside the window shone on the man’s handso side face, his smile radiant, making Tang Yanqi’s heart skip a beat.
In this mont, her heart was like flowers blooming and falling, clouds rolling and unrolling.
Walking into the closet to change clothes, Tang Yanqi instinctively thought of that sumr, when Sheng Jianan wasn’t as well-built as now, and carried the youthful tenderness.
Back then, he was a bit thinner than now, with more prominent throat and knuckle, and his skin was whiter.
It was also such a morning, she climbed over the fence and up to the second floor, and in the morning light, she saw the youth with a faint smile on his lips. It was the first ti she saw him smile.
At that ti, Sheng Jianan’s eyes couldn’t see, with a temperant that was extraordinarily irritable, she had never seen him smile until then.
Tang Yanqi rembers that the feeling at that ti was exactly the sa as now.
Why she liked Sheng Jianan, Tang Yanqi herself didn’t know, all she knew was that she did.
The once young man, now a grown man, had taken deep root in her heart.
Recalling the past, Tang Yanqi couldn’t help but curl her lips slightly, and after changing clothes, she ca out to find Sheng Jianan no longer in the bedroom.
Going downstairs, even before she finished walking down the staircase, she slled a scent of herbal dicine. Mrs. Zhang was setting breakfast at the dining table; upon seeing Tang Yanqi, she smiled slightly, "Young Madam, morning."
"Morning."
Sitting down at the dining table, looking at the porridge and bread in front of her, Tang Yanqi glanced at the kitchen; there seed to be an extra person today.
"Young Madam, that’s Xiao He, who is here to decoct dicine for you."
Xiao He? Decoction? Decoction of what?
Tang Yanqi wasn’t slow in understanding, her mind turned a corner and realized, looking towards Sheng Jianan, "Thank you."
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