After changing her sanitary pad and clothes, Han Xi came out and saw Lu Jinghan sitting on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window with a notebook. Han Xi walked over and sat beside him, lifting one of Lu Jinghan's arms and snuggling into his embrace like a kitten.
"What are you looking at?"
Lu Jinghan tightened his arm around Han Xi, his deep eyes looking as if sprinkled with stardust under the warm light: "I'm looking at the precautions. From today, you can't touch cold water, can't eat spicy food, and you must keep warm."
Han Xi felt a little touched. Although she knew these common sense things, since Wen Qin passed away, no one had cared about her so meticulously.
"Mr. Lu, thank you for being so good to me, and thank you for giving me a warm home."
Han Xi looked up, her two small hands tightly embracing Lu Jinghan, her eyes shining with starlight.
Fortunately, she met Lu Jinghan, otherwise, she wouldn't be as happy as she is now.
