"Don't be stubborn. You're still ill." Huo Yi grabbed her arm.
As One arrived, this was the scene he saw, and he quickly retracted his foot that was about to step in.
He stood outside the door, watching coldly, unsure of how to react.
"Take a sip. I worked hard to make this for you." Huo Yi's voice was tinged with plea.
Ye Ranran's brow was ice-cold. She didn't struggle. She knew herself well. As long as Huo Yi didn't let go, her struggling would be in vain.
"Don't you understand? I won't drink." Ye Ranran articulated each word seriously.
The sorrow on Huo Yi's face was evident, "I got up early to prepare this."
"So what?" Regardless of his efforts, she didn't care, but she had the right to accept or reject his goodwill, right?
Huo Yi didn't mind Ye Ranran's attitude, he just stared at her sincerely: "I just want to be nicer to you."
"Is that so? Then disappear from my sight and stop bothering me. That would be nice, wouldn't it?"