Feng Yuxi brought over some plain porridge and two plates of appetizers. He placed the tray on the bedside table and reached out to get her a pillow to cushion her waist. Rong Chong ‘er coldly swatted his hand away. Feng Yuxi was stunned for a few seconds, he stared at his hand in a daze. After a moment, he pretended that nothing had happened and said softly to her, “No matter what, eat something first. Your body is yours.”
Rong Chong ‘er half sat up, clutching the blanket tightly with both hands. She looked at him coldly. Feng Yuxi avoided her sharp gaze and picked up the porridge. He took a spoonful and blew the temperature, bringing it to her lips, his gaze was obviously cautious, afraid that she would not eat it.
If she really did not want to eat it, Feng Yuxi could not do anything to her. Hence, in his heart, there was a rare hint of nervousness and worry in his eyes.
Rong Chong ‘er suddenly flew into a rage. “Get lost! I can’t even drink a mouthful of water when I see you!”
