The Arrogant Duan Langlang: Snatching from Me? Beating Your Face (1)

At this moment, Beijing's First People's Hospital…

Tang Jingci had never expected that Qiao Xiyan would actually say 'strengthening my physical strength'. She was ashamed, angry, and anxious for a moment. But her father was still here, so she couldn't confront him openly.

"Why did you flare up in the bathroom?" Tang Wangjin looked away from the phone and turned to look at his daughter.

"Nothing," Tang Jingci said in a low voice.

She couldn't possibly tell him that Qiao Xiyan had teased her.

Her fingers subconsciously caressed her waist and abdomen. The place he had touched just now felt as though a thin current of electricity had run through it. At this moment, she still felt numb and hot.

From the corner of her eye, she saw the breakfast Qiao Xiyan had brought.

Egg drop soup and steamed dumplings.

"Dad, I still want to eat something." She only had one usable arm, so it was inconvenient for her to move.