"Excuse me? What did you say?" Andrew mumbled, lifting an eyebrow.
Alveena pouted her lips before repeating her words. "I said feed me."
Andrew watched her with disbelief. He didn't know whether to laugh or feel annoyed by her ridiculous request. 'What gotten to her to request that?'
"Seriously, Alveena? Are you a baby? Can't you feed yourself? You have hands and mouth. Why are you suddenly asking me to feed you?" Andrew spoke up spontaneously.
Alveena rubbed her hands in front of Andrew while giving him a pleading look. "Please… if you are grateful to me because of my help then just cooperate with me. I will explain it to you later."
"If you don't want to feed me then let me feed you," Alveena added, scooping a spoon of rice on Andrew's plate and raising it towards his mouth.
Andrew glanced at Alveena as if she was the one he was about to eat.
