The voice inside paused for a moment before hearing her, weakly saying: "Come in."
Something's wrong with her. Is she sick? Ye Xuanye quickly opened the door and went in, only to see Ye Qingyu sleeping on the bed with a pillow in her arms. He walked up quickly and sat down by the bed. He saw that her face was a little pale.
, he reached out to touch her forehead and asked worriedly: "Baby, are you feeling unwell? Why is your forehead so cold? Have you seen a doctor or taken any medicine?"
"Shh, don't yell. I'm not sick. I'm just a little tired. Just let me lie down for a while. What do you want from me?" Ye Qingyu pushed his hand away, half-squinting lazily.
