You Like Ji Chi?
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
She was familiar with such a gaze; Third Young Master always looked at her with that kind of gaze.
In that gaze, she knew she was loved.
"Where is this?"
"My bedroom," Lu Zhiyuan said. Outside the window, the sky had turned a shade of orange. Gu Ci tilted her head, calmly taking a deep breath. She cherished his presence, finding solace beside him. "How do you feel?"
"Hungry..." Gu Ci only felt dizzy and hungry.
Lu Zhiyuan walked over, picked up a bowl of warm soup that had been simmering. Gu Ci sat up, leaning against soft pillows. Her intravenous drip was not yet finished; she glanced at the IV bag—it still had two more hours to go.
"This is chicken soup I made in the kitchen. Have a little."
Gu Ci's long hair fell gently on her shoulders, making her face appear even smaller. She looked like a girl who had been abused for a long time, and it was heart-wrenching. Lu Zhiyuan blew on the spoonful of chicken soup and brought it to her lips.