The little girl had a fair and tender face. She held a bowl in one hand and raised the other hand to her head, with two fingers slightly bent, and tilted her head towards him.

Yan Chao felt as if something hit his heart.

Cute.

And you seemed a little too cute, which made you very... seductive to him.

His body stiffened slightly, his fingertips moved slightly, and Yan Chao felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to look away, but he couldn't bear to do so.

In the end, he could only purse his lips, look at Chu Ci and nod.

Yan Chao, who was dizzy from the fever and slow to react, looked a little dazed.

Chu Ci put down her hand, stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, and spoke again.

"Yes, so no matter how much you try to act pitiful and innocent, Senior, you're not allowed to take a cold shower after being drenched in the rain. Senior, you should reflect on yourself."

Even temptation by beauty is not acceptable.

Yan Chao felt dizzy and his IQ was still not very good as he looked at the little girl in front of him.

She spoke in a soft voice, but she gave people the impression that she was threatening with her teeth bared and her temper flaring.

Because I am cuter than you, so you should reflect on what you did.jpg

Ah...damn...how can this emoticon be so cute?

Yan Chao just looked at the little girl and without thinking, followed Chu Ci's words and said, "I've reflected on it. It's my fault."

You reflect on yourself really quickly.

Chu Ci paused slightly, stopped the movement of his hands, tilted his head and looked at this person, who probably didn't think at all, just answered based on subconscious instinct. Could he really be stupid?

Although she had taken her temperature before, Chu Ci still subconsciously raised her hand to touch Yan Chao's forehead.

Yan Chao didn't move at all, watching Chu Ci stirring the bowl slowly to lower the overheated porridge.

There was only one thought left in my mind: Porcelain Baby is going to feed me...

There shouldn't be anything wrong. Chu Ci roughly tested his temperature, and then stuffed the bowl of porridge in her hand, which was just the right temperature to eat, into Yan Chao's hand.

"Senior, drink it."

Yan Chao: ...

Looking at the bowl that was forced into his hand, Yan Chao's eyes were filled with a glimmer of dissatisfaction, and his body slumped back, "My body aches, it's so uncomfortable."

It's just a fever, why are you being so pretentious?

Yan Chao despised himself with the last bit of clarity left in him, while looking up at Chu Ci.

The consequence of not thinking is that the excuses he comes up with are lame and childish, and the one with strong purpose is almost written on his face: Feed me.

Chu Ci paused, then couldn't help but laugh, her voice filled with a sweet smile, "Senior, are you a child?"

If he is a child, just feed him, that's it. You can even say he is only three years old. Yan Chao lowered his eyes and said nothing.

After falling ill, he became willful and childish, and would not give up until he achieved his goal. Even his previous reserve disappeared completely.

It is really safe and sound that Yan is three years old.

Chu Ci took the bowl with a smile, scooped a spoonful and handed it to his lips.

Yan Sansui, who got what he wanted, still had a serious face, and then he opened his mouth.

After finishing the meal, it is time to take your temperature again.

After putting the thermometer away and checking the time, Chu Ci sat by the bed and casually looked through her phone, waiting for him to take her temperature.

Yan Chao, holding a thermometer, looked at the little girl sitting beside his bed. The dim light from the mobile phone screen shone slightly on her fair and well-behaved little face.