Chapter 1197 - He Was Not Giving Her Face at All! (1)

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Ye Sijue's blue eyes shook. He lifted his large hand and placed it above her little hand.

The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with intense affection.

Ye Sijue couldn't help but lean forward. Annie's heartbeat increased, and she closed her eyes intentionally.

Their lips touched.

At that moment, nothing could separate them.

…

After leaving the ward.

Mu Xiaoxiao was all smiles. She even started to hum a song. Yin Shaojie turned to look at her. He couldn't help but tease her, pulling her hair and squeezing her cheeks to make funny faces.

"What are you doing!" Mu Xiaoxiao cast a sidelong glance at him, smacking his hand away.

Yin Shaojie smiled faintly. He interlaced his fingers with hers.

"I realized something."

"What?" Mu Xiaoxiao looked curious.

"That is…" Yin Shaojie said, deliberately leaving her in suspense. Then he smiled and said, "We must cherish the people around us."

"Pfft! I thought it was something profound. Is that your great philosophical statement?" She had always cherished the people around her. She would always reciprocate doubly the kindness that people showed her.

Yin Shaojie looked at her in resignation.

Didn't this wretch get it?

What he meant was that he wanted to cherish her! Didn't girls love hearing things like that?

Shouldn't she be touched at this point?

Yin Shaojie was gloomy. Understanding a girl was as hard as finding a needle in the sea!

Mu Xiaoxiao clasped his hand tightly. Swinging their arms, she smiled at him and said, "Or are you saying that you haven't been treating me well enough?"

Actually, thinking back, he had been really good to her ever since they were young. He had cherished her his entire life.

The two walked out of the hospital building.

Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly halted. Her eyes became fiercer as she glared at the people in front of her.

"Why is he still here?" She said, irritated.

Yin Shaojie looked over and saw Chris.

Chris was sitting on the wrought iron bench next to the hospital lawn.

Even Yin Shaojie had to admit that of all the people that he had seen before, Chris was the person who smelled most strongly of nobility.

Chris lit a cigarette and held it between his fingers as the smoke rose in spirals.

Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but stare blankly.

Although she hated him, it was hard for her not admit that the way Chris was smoking the cigarette looked really dashing and charming.

Yin Shaojie seemed to have sensed that. He turned to look at her. His brows furrowed as he reached out and waved his hand in front of her. "Hey."

Mu Xiaoxiao awkwardly snapped out of it, "W-why is that guy smoking in the hospital! Does he think that he can do whatever he wants just because he is a prince? He's gone too far! I want to teach him a lesson!"

"It's true that you can't smoke in the hospital, but he is outside of the hospital," said Yin Shaojie, stopping her from approaching Chris.