Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
There was no need to do housework as those things were done by the dostic helpers.
Moreover, it wasn’t a problem with her waist. Anyone would get tired after bending like that earlier, wouldn’t they?
So what was he talking about!
Mu Xiaoxiao could not be bothered by him. She passed the glass of water from the nightstand to him and said, “You still have the strength. Hold it and drink it yourself.”
Don’t make feed you again!
Yin Shaojie had initially wanted to let her feed him, but since she had seen through him, he could only forget about it.
He took the glass and slowly drank from it.
Very quickly, he finished the glass of water.
Mu Xiaoxiao reached out her hand to touch his forehead. After confirming that his temperature had not risen again, she felt a slight relief.
Taking the glass from him and placing it back on the nightstand, she looked at him and asked, “Do you want to continue sleeping? Or, would you like to have sothing to eat?”
But Yin Shaojie pointed his slender finger on his lips and said, “I want this.”
Mu Xiaoxiao turned her eyes away in embarrassnt, pretending not to have heard him.
“I ordered breakfast earlier. Since you are still not feeling well, have so porridge then. It’ll be easier to digest. Or, would you like to eat sothing else…”
She stood up as she said this, but he suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist.
Mu Xiaoxiao stopped stiff. Her posture was unchanged as she just would not turn back to look at him. Her cheeks were unnaturally suffused with red.
Then, his hoarse and deep voice said pitifully, “Don’t you want to get better quickly?”
Mu Xiaoxiao nodded. “Of course…”
“Kuh, kuh, kuh….” Yin Shaojie suddenly coughed. His coughs seed to have co directly from his lungs. It didn’t seem fake and wasn’t pleasant to hear.
Mu Xiaoxiao instantly grew soft, and she turned back to look at him.
Yin Shaojie was indeed not faking it. He seed to be in great discomfort as he had even let go of her hand to clasp his chest.
Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him worryingly. “Is it very uncomfortable? Why not… have so dicine?”
She seed to rember the doctor saying that if he continued to feel uncomfortable, he could also take the dicine to curb the symptoms.
Seeing that he was still coughing and that there was cold sweat starting to form on his forehead again, she was startled.
She put her hand on his forehead to check his temperature.
“You’re burning up again!” she exclaid, her eyes showing guilt. If only she had known to give him the dicine earlier.
Mu Xiaoxiao quickly rushed out to pour him another glass of water. She then brought the dicine before him and urged him anxiously, “Take the dicine! You’ll feel better!”
Yin Shaojie’s cough gradually stopped. Frowning at the dicine in her hand, he shook his head and said, “I’m not eating it.”
Mu Xiaoxiao was startled, her eyes wide open as she asked, “Why won’t you eat it?”
The Great Master Yin simply replied with three words, “Don’t want to.”
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
How can you just eat dicine when you like?
Is this guy being willful?
Seeing him frowning like he was trying to tough it out, Mu Xiaoxiao was on edge. “Eat it! Can you please eat it? Can you be good!”
“No.” The Great Master Yin was being willful.
Mu Xiaoxiao had a strange feeling that she was coaxing a child.
Suddenly, she thought, ” Is he trying to be difficult with ? Just because I won’t give him a kiss?”
Mu Xiaoxiao straightened her expression. She reached out her hand to hold his handso face, and before he could react, her soft, cherry lips pressed upon his.
Their lips were touching and caressing each other.
A few seconds later, she let go of her hands and stepped back.
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