"Dear master, it's time for you to get up and have breakfast."
When Naino walked into the bedroom with the prepared breakfast, he saw that Jiang Jiamian seemed to have opened his eyes for a while and was turning over in the quilt.
"Naino, you went a little too far last night!"
Having lost his original character persona, Jiang Jiamian was of course even more lazy to pretend to be good and weak today. When he saw Naino coming in with breakfast, he gave him an annoyed expression with gritted teeth and rolled his eyes.
"Naino will make it up to the master."
Naino raised the corner of his lips, carried breakfast to the bedside, stretched out his hand, and pulled open the quilt covering Jiang Jiamian's neck, "How about Naino feeds the master the soup himself?"
The corner of Jiang Jiamian's mouth trembled, "How do you feed me?"
There is no need to feed him by mouth or anything.
