The two sat at the table and dined together, but most of the time, Ye You was watching Qin Sisi eat, constantly pushing food towards her. Qin Sisi was clearly full, yet under Ye You's persuasion and coaxing, she drank another bowl of soup.
Qin Sisi touched her belly and complained to Ye You with a stare: "I'm almost stuffed."
Ye You smiled and said: "You're too thin; you should eat more and gain some weight. You'd look even prettier."
"I don't believe you!" Qin Sisi gave Ye You an annoyed glare, her cute and silly demeanor causing waves of affection in Ye You's heart.
Ye You couldn't help but stand up, pulling Qin Sisi to sit by the bed, his palm on her cheek, and softly said: "Let me see your wound."
Qin Sisi was taken aback for a moment, her face blushing as she whispered back: "It's not necessary; it's already fine."
"Let me take a look." Ye You, however, was insistent.
