"What's the matter?"
Facing his gaze, Michelle Campbell suddenly had a bad feeling, always feeling that he was planning something...
"Michelle Campbell, feed me!" Samuel Noah Jackson lifted an eyebrow at her, and then suddenly ordered!
As expected...
When she heard Samuel's command, Michelle's lips couldn't help but tremble...
There's nothing wrong with his hands and feet, he isn't injured or sick with the cold… Why would he ask her to feed him…
Although she instinctively wanted to refuse his unreasonable request, she thought about his still unappeased anger, so she swallowed the refusal she was about to say!
"I'll serve you some soup!" She suddenly smiled and said.
Hearing this, Samuel did not say anything.
Michelle hurriedly picked up the bowl, filled it with more than half a bowl of soup for Samuel, and then handed it to him.
"Drink some soup to warm your stomach first!" She smiled at him and then said.
