Azren's hand still froze on top of Michy's head, and the idol froze as well.
That was such an intimate gesture. Azren was working for Michy, and it was not polite for him to touch the idol's head even if the idol was younger than him.
They looked like two ice sculptures right now, but surprisingly, the atmosphere around them turned warmer.
Realizing the weird position, Azren pulled his hand back before clearing his throat awkwardly. "Your left hand is not free because it still has the IV drip on it, so let me help you to eat your burger," he spoke without looking at the idol.
He couldn't even bring himself to eye the young idol, and he fixated his green eyes on the burger in his hands instead. The hands were slightly trembling, and Azren was puzzled.
'It's so weird. Why am I nervous all of a sudden?'
