He had gone into shock and couldn't swallow on his own.
She secured the medicine bottle and poured a cup of water from the water pot on the table to his lips. With one hand, she pried his mouth open to feed him.
But the water flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
She frowned her delicate brows.
After taking a sip of water from the cup, she leaned in and kissed his mouth, passing the water from her mouth to his.
Yuchuan, unconscious, instinctively tried to spit out the water in his mouth.
But it was blocked by something soft, and he was forced to swallow.
The scent of orchids from her lips unconsciously enticed him to twine and tangle with her lips and tongue.
Qingyue backed away, looked at his pale face in sleep, and snorted, "Still feeling frisky while asleep, are you?"
