Xia Yan looked at Yi Beihan with bright eyes, and tasted a dumpling.

"No problem." Tastes good, okay?

"No problem, you eat it yourself!"

Is it really hard to eat? Then why did you still eat half a plate?

Xia Yan was slightly stunned, unable to figure it out.

"What do you see? Haven't you finished yet? It's so unpalatable that you can eat it yourself. ”

"Uh...... All right! Xia Yan helplessly picked up the dumplings and ate them in small bites.

The hair in her ears fell loose, and it was slightly itchy on her face, and she subconsciously used her other hand to brush the messy hair behind her ears.

The skin around the wound has been soaked and white, spreading all the way to the intact part of the skin.

Yi Beihan's heart protruded, and his whole heart trembled violently, as if he was about to cut open his chest and jump out.

"The things you make are just as disgusting as your people, don't make anything for me to eat in the future!"

Yi Beihan suddenly roared, his brows tightened, his eyes clenched his fists fiercely, and he gritted his teeth.

After saying that, he went upstairs.

Leaving Xia Yan alone at the dining table, stunned.

Xia Yan sat dumbfounded, as if he hadn't reacted to what was happening.

He said, what you make is just as disgusting as your people?

This is what Yi Beihan said?

Xia Yan couldn't believe that this was the words that came out of Yi Beihan's mouth.

But really, it was he who said it to her.

The surging tears fell on the table one after another, and Xia Yan just stared at the half plate of dumplings on the table in a daze.

The heartache hit like a flood of beasts, and she wanted to scream, but she couldn't even pronounce a syllable.

Suddenly, he reached out and swept half of the plate of dumplings to the ground.

In the quiet living room, a "crackling sound" sounded, and Xia Yan lay on the table, like a desperate little beast, his shoulders trembled violently, and he whimpered and sobbed.

"What did I do wrong...... Why do you ...... me like this?"

She couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out, how they could get to this point between them.

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Upstairs, Yi Beihan locked himself in the study, he didn't know what Xia Yan was doing at the moment, but he knew how excessive what he said just now.

He was using all his life's strength to restrain himself, and he couldn't help but rush downstairs to hug her.

He only hoped that she was well, that her pain was only short-lived.

But in the end, it was really heartbroken, so I took the medicine box and put it on the cabinet in her room, and went back to the room.

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Downstairs, Xia Yan hugged herself and cried for an hour before she finally calmed down.

I packed up the dumplings and plate fragments that had fallen on the ground and went upstairs.

The setting was exactly the same as the original villa, so she only relied on her own memories to find the room.

Pushing open the door, I saw that the layout inside was the same as before.

A medicine box on the cabinet is particularly eye-catching.

She walked over and opened it, and in addition to the common cold medicine, the rest turned out to be antiseptic solution and ointment for wounds, as well as swelling medicine.

The originally gloomy mood inexplicably cleared up, and his face was full of joy.

Was it prepared for her by Elbehan?

She wiped away her tears, looked at herself in the mirror with red and swollen eyes, and suddenly laughed.

There was no way to take a bath, so she had to simply wash up, change the medicine for the wound on her hand, and apply medicine to the fingerprints from her chin.

Then a person sat on the bed and laughed silly.

Bear two faces under one hood.

Didn't Yi Beihan speak like this all the time before? She's so uncomfortable!