"Yue, another spoon full,"
"no.. Mum, I don't want anymore," Zou Yue whined loudly as he rolled in bed. It had been two days since he contracted the virus and his parents have been extremely protective of him.
They never left his side, which he liked a lot.
But the only problem is that his mother kept making 'healthy' meals and guilt tripped him into eating them.
"Come on, ginger soup is good for your cold," she grumbled and plucked a spoon full of hot soup into his mouth.
With a sour face, he swallowed it. "I'm not even sick mommy!! And I'm full!!" he whined with a cute pout.
"Nope, you just ate two spoon full's," she chided and pushed the bowl towards him. "Drink it baby, it's good for your health,"
"I don't want to though.." Zou Yue glanced at the half full soup bowl with a frown. "I already drank half a bowl, mommy. I don't want to anymore." He placed the bowl on the table.
"Yue baby, come on..."
