"Your hand is injured."
His sharp gaze fell on her arm, which was wrapped in white bandages, and Zhan Nanting subconsciously frowned.
"I'm fine."
"ah."
Ignoring what she said, the man brought the spoon closer and began to coax her like a child eating.
She glanced at him, then pursed her lips, “…”
This art style is a bit strange.
"Open your mouth."
A faint sound faded away.
Zhan Nanting waited for her for a long time, but she didn't open her mouth.
He frowned, and without caring whether she wanted to or not, he took the spoon and squeezed it directly onto her lips.
Rong Shang was forced to open her mouth, and the delicious millet porridge was fed into her mouth.
"Hmm..."
"Little guy, don't you like me? You should be happy that I'm feeding you."
Seeing Rong Shang's furrowed brows, Zhan Nanting curled his lips into a smile, his captivating eyes tinged with a hint of wickedness.
Raising an eyebrow, Rong Shang swallowed the porridge in her mouth and asked with a smile, "And what about you?"
Why are you suddenly being so nice to me?
Okay?
Zhan Nanting paused for a moment because of her question.
"Because I saved you?"
He didn't know what to answer, so Rong Shang answered for him.
is that so?
Zhan Nanting pursed his thin lips, his eyes flickering slightly.
Actually, on that pitch-black night, when he first saw her eyes in the darkness, he had a very familiar feeling.
Of course, Zhan Nanting always felt that so-called love at first sight was nothing more than a momentary attraction to beauty.
She is beautiful, especially her captivating, alluring peach blossom eyes.
Therefore, Zhan Nanting was unable to determine for a moment what exactly caused his so-called feeling.
He fed her porridge spoonful by spoonful. Zhan Nanting didn't answer anything. After she finished eating, he handed her a napkin and said jokingly, "Little one, you must have saved the galaxy in your past life."
She could only ever have him serve her like this in her entire life.
"Um?"
Taking a napkin to wipe her mouth, Rong Shang raised an eyebrow in confusion when she heard the man's words.
When she heard his thoughts, a smile flickered in her dark eyes.
"Zhan Nanting".
She suddenly called his name.
What were you doing at the Jiang family's house this morning?
"Let's talk business."
"What's up?"
Rong Shang knew that something that could make Zhan Nanting personally come to her door must be extraordinary.
"It's none of your business." The man glanced at her, his tone relatively calm.
Rong Shang said "Oh," and then asked, "Do you know who wants to kill you?"
"..." Without answering, Zhan Nanting put the spoon back into the empty white porcelain bowl, and then put the bowl back on the bedside table. "It's getting late, you should rest."
Um?
Rong Shang glanced at the time. "It's only ten o'clock now, it's still early."
"Okay, I'll go out first."
Zhan Nanting turned to leave, but the woman's warm hand grasped his, immediately stopping him. "Zhan Nanting, I want to take a shower."
uh-huh?
Raising an eyebrow, Zhan Nanting turned his head to look at him again, a hint of amusement in his amber eyes. "What, do you want me to help you wash?"
"Pooh."
Rong Shang smiled and released his hand. "I wanted you to help me draw the bathwater."
The smile in her eyes faded slightly.
"I'll have the maid come up."
"And what about you? You don't want to?" Rong Shang gave him a half-smile, paused for two or three seconds, and then stood up from the bed.
She waved her injured arm in front of the man, seemingly unintentionally, and sighed, "Well, even though it's injured, I can still run some bathwater, right?"
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