Lin Che hurriedly jumped off his body. She clapped her hands and said, "I momentarily forgot. Come, let me feed you."
Gu Jingze glared at her.
From the side, Lin Che carefully held up the spoon and fed him one mouthful at a time. He finished everything off thoroughly.
However, he still moved occasionally. He raised his head to glare at her as if he bore some deep-seated hatred in his heart.
Lin Che pursed her lips and ignored him. It was fine as long as he was eating.
"But how did you get the flu?" Lin Che asked.
"Everyone gets the flu," he said.
"Of course, I know that. But why did you suddenly get the flu?"
"Why? Are you losing patience because I have the flu and need you to wait on me? In that case, you can leave," Gu Jingze said in a bad temper.
"Hey, when did I say that?!"
