Maybe it's because of the cold medicine, or perhaps her body was really weak, Zhao Meimei slept until after three in the afternoon before she finally woke up.
When Zhao Meimei got up, Shi Yang and Qu Chaozong were sitting shoulder to shoulder on the sofa in the living room, completely engrossed in playing video games in front of the TV.
Hearing the door open, both of them turned their heads to look at Zhao Meimei.
Shi Yang's tank top clung to his sweaty back, his broad and strong back faintly visible. One foot hung off the ground, the other on the sofa, holding a game controller in his hand.
At the sound of the door opening, they both turned their heads, their gaze landing on Zhao Meimei.
The moment Zhao Meimei's eyes met with her Brother Yangyang's, Shi Yang gave her a slight smile. His incredibly handsome face lit up with a smile that shattered all the thoughts in Zhao Meimei's mind, including the emotional troubles that had been bothering her.
