Ye Chu ate more than half of the Apple and glanced at ye tingjun. Ye tingjun had just taken a shower and changed into home clothes. He was wearing a beige sweater and khaki-colored casual pants. It made his features look like jade, and he was as gentle as the wind. His hair had just been washed, and it fell loosely on his forehead. Although he was wearing a pair of round glasses, he looked a few years younger, like a Prince Charming senior in the university campus.
Ye Chu saw a small reflection of himself in his eyes, and his toes curled up uneasily. Ye tingjun was not in a hurry and sat on the bay window. If no one said anything, the narcissist ye Chu would not have such thoughts.
Wei Lin didn't dare to mislead her.
Xiaoju would not either.
It could only be a classmate from school.