In fact, Cheng Anyue wanted to say that there was no need to do this. She could drink it herself.
However, she couldn't reject such gentleness, so she followed her heart completely this time.
The water was a little hot, so she drank it very slowly. He was very patient and had no intention of urging her.
Halfway through, someone knocked on the door.
An Shiyu put down the cup and helped her lean against the bed frame while he opened the door.
Not long after, he came in with a tray.
He placed the tray on the table. Cheng Anyue glanced at it and saw that it was a bowl of plain porridge with a few desserts and side dishes. It was a dazzling array of dishes and looked pretty good.
Just as she was about to reach out for the bowl of porridge, a hand reached out and picked it up before her.
Cheng Anyue watched as an Shijin sat beside her and fed her porridge with a spoon. Her heart felt as sweet as honey.
She looked at him and opened her mouth.
