An Xiaowan was stunned. She looked at the black medicinal soup that was spilled on her hands and body, her face confused.
eh? you're not letting me drink again?
Acting one way in front of him and another behind his back? Could it be that he was too embarrassed to drink it just now, but now he was so weak that he needed two bowls of nourishing soup?
"Alright, you can have it." an xiaowan nodded and said solemnly.
huo shen's handsome face darkened.
however, after taking a deep breath, huo shen decided not to argue with this silly woman.
he picked up the spoon, scooped a mouthful of soup, and slowly brought it to her lips.
What was this for?
An Xiaowan subconsciously thought that he wanted her to help him cool it down. Otherwise, he couldn't possibly feed her, right?
she wasn't that weak now, and she had her hands and feet. they were all healthy and didn't need to be fed at all.
