When Zheng Qi returned from shopping for clothes, Xie Wei had already prepared the porridge.

When I went upstairs to hand the things to Zhao Yujin, I saw her staring blankly at her legs, seemingly lost in thought.

Perhaps they are worried.

“Miss Zhao, although I’m an amateur, I’m quite professional when it comes to bandaging techniques,” Xie Wei said. “If you’re really worried, I can find someone I trust to take a look at you.”

"No need, I trust you." After saying that, Zhao Yujin pursed her lips slightly, with an ambiguous meaning in them.

"I cooked some porridge, would you like some?" Xie Wei asked politely, unaware of the other person's expression.

Upon hearing Xie Wei's words, Zhao Yujin paused for a few seconds before nodding slightly, her index and middle fingers nervously intertwined under the sheet.

"Okay, I'll bring it up." After saying that, Xie Wei was about to leave the room.

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Yujin called out, stopping Xie Wei from leaving.

Xie Wei turned his head, waiting for her to continue.

“I… don’t have the habit of eating in bed,” Zhao Yujin said seriously, as if her upbringing wouldn’t allow her to do such a thing.

Seeing the other person's serious expression, Xie Wei couldn't help but smile wryly, "You're a patient now, so don't ask for so much."

“I don’t want to stay in my room all the time,” Zhao Yujin gave a reason.

“Besides, it’s not like we didn’t touch each other last night…” After saying that, Zhao Yujin looked at Xie Wei’s expression.

This means that Xie Wei should carry her down.

The girl has already said that, so if he refuses again, it will make him seem guilty.

Xie Wei nodded. "Then I'll wait for you outside. Just call me if you need anything."

Zhao Yujin nodded.

Not long after.

Zhao Yujin's voice came from inside Xiaoxingzhi's room.

The room was well soundproofed, but Xie Wei could still hear Zhao Yujin calling him from inside the room.

"What's wrong?" Xie Wei gently pushed open the door and asked softly.

Upon entering the room, Xie Wei was greeted by Zhao Yujin's hands covering her black lace bra, barely concealing her breasts, as she looked at him with a helpless expression.

"My hands can't reach behind me, so I can't button it up," Zhao Yujin explained.

'Good grief, they're not even treating me like a guy!'

Xie Wei was speechless; no matter how you look at it, this kind of thing was a bit...

Just as Xie Wei was about to refuse, Zhao Yujin sneezed twice.

Although the temperature in Nancheng in winter is not low, the wind is strong, and the villa is located halfway up the mountain. Moreover, Zhao Yujin is currently injured.

Xie Wei sighed and resigned himself to his fate.

Walking slowly behind Zhao Yujin, Xie Wei was struck by the sight of her snow-white skin. He closed his eyes, silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra, and reached out to help her based on his previous impression.

"Eek!"

Upon hearing Zhao Yujin's voice and feeling the touch on her fingertips, Xie Wei knew something bad had happened.

He quickly opened his eyes. The other person was so focused on shrinking their body that they didn't notice that the covering on their chest had loosened, and from Xie Wei's angle, they could see everything.

It seems she has a ticklish constitution.

"Xiao Xingzhi's hands are not behaving properly," Zhao Yujin said, her voice becoming somewhat coquettish as she felt Xie Wei's fingertips lightly touching her.

Upon hearing Zhao Yujin's words and realizing that his fingertips were still resting on her waist, Xie Wei quickly withdrew his fingers.

"Feel sorry"

Seeing Zhao Yujin's expression, Xie Weicai breathed a sigh of relief, as the other party did not seem angry.

This kind of thing is really agonizing.

After quickly finishing what he needed to do, Xie Wei left the room.

"Looks like he's a bit too impatient. Why can't he resist being teased?" Zhao Yujin murmured, watching Xie Wei's retreating figure, her tone tinged with regret and amusement.

Zhao Yujin repeated Xie Wei's movements again, this time tightening them a bit.

After tidying everything up, Zhao Yujin called out to Xie Wei again.

"Finished cleaning up?" Xie Wei didn't enter the room, afraid of encountering what had just happened again.

Seeing Xie Wei like this, Zhao Yujin couldn't help but smile. He was still as cute as when he was a child, and she wanted to raise one.

Xie Wei only dared to open the door after Zhao Yujin gave him a word of affirmation.

A loose white sweater hugged her figure, paired with a black midi skirt—a classic combination, except the bandages around her ankles were a bit eye-catching.

He walked to the bedside and gently picked the person up.

Since it was someone else who made the request, he didn't feel any guilt.

Xie Wei guessed that Zhao Yujin still treated him like a younger brother, just like when they were children, which could be told from the way he addressed him.

He gently placed her on a chair at the dining table, glancing at the conspicuous bandage on her ankle before heading to the kitchen.

Xie Wei brought out the porridge. This time, it was different from the previous ones. It was cooked according to the special method of Nancheng. Xie Wei had eaten it at the villa yesterday and thought it was pretty good, so he tried to replicate it.

Based on the method of cooking porridge, a clay pot and a wooden spatula were used, and some seafood was added. The clay pot was able to retain the freshness and aroma of the seafood in the porridge very well, and the wooden spatula did not destroy the freshness and aroma. It was very good, and I must try it if I have the chance.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it suit your taste?" The person in front of him hadn't moved, just staring at him, and he was getting a little flustered.

Zhao Yujin explained, "No, my hands are still weak. If you've seen that piece of paper, you should be able to tell."

Zhao Yujin was gambling that Xie Wei's upbringing would prevent him from reading the contents of that paper.

"So I might have to trouble you again," Zhao Yujin revealed her purpose.

Clearly, she made the right bet.

Xie Wei paused for a moment, then sat down next to her, scooped up the porridge, blew on it gently, and fed it to her.

I didn't think much of it, just treated her as a patient who needed care.

Although the movements were decisive and swift, a blush could still be seen on the man's ears.

Zhao Yujin naturally noticed this as well. She smiled, slightly opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue to scoop up some porridge, but her gaze was fixed on Xie Wei's eyes, as if she wasn't eating porridge at all.

The scene was so alluring that Xie Wei swallowed hard.

When they had almost finished eating, Zheng Qi pushed a wheelchair in through the main gate, pretending not to see what the two were doing. He put the wheelchair down, nodded to Xie Wei, and then left.

He messaged Zheng Qi while he was in the kitchen and asked her to buy the wheelchair. She didn't want to stay in the room all the time, and the wheelchair would help her see the world.

Xie Wei placed her in a wheelchair, pushed her onto the sofa, and then carried her onto the sofa. His movements were so natural that they made Zhao Yujin a little shy.

Watching Xie Wei walk into the kitchen to wash the dishes, the lingering scent of his body seemed to still linger on her nose. This scene, which she had dreamed of countless times, was happening right before her eyes, making it seem somewhat unreal.

When Xie Wei finished washing the dishes and came out with a basin of freshly washed fruit in his hand, he walked up to Zhao Yujin and said, "Alright, let's talk about your current situation."