It’s Xie Huai.
Ning Yu's gaze fell on the man's handsome profile, which was like white jade and shining brightly.
She was dazed for a moment, but when she thought about why she came, her eyes quickly returned to calm.
"Thank you, sir. I have brought you some sobering soup." Ning Yu said softly without stepping forward.
Xie Huai seemed to be asleep and did not move.
Ning Yu thought about it and decided that as long as he fed Xie the sobering soup and stayed with him for a while, he would probably be able to fool the man.
Ning Yu walked towards the bed with light steps.
Just as he was about to wake Xie Huai up, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand, squeezing it so hard that it felt like his bones were about to break.
"hiss!"
Ning Yu cried out in pain, her face turned pale, her brows furrowed slightly, and she wanted to break free from the confinement.
But the man was too strong and she couldn't resist him.
The man had opened his eyes at some point, his eyes were dark and glared like sharp swords.
"Who?"
Ning Yu lowered her head, her voice trembling, "...The old lady sent me to bring you sobering soup."
Xie Huai was slightly tipsy and squinted his eyes. The woman's voice... was pleasant, delicate and pitiful.
Looking at the slave girl who seemed to want to bury her head in the ground, her body trembled violently.
Is he that scary?
Suddenly he realized that the slave's wrist was still in his palm. It was so fragile that his fingertips could still feel the smoothness of the skin, so he subconsciously stroked it.
Ning Yu's body trembled slightly, and she felt a little confused. Did Xie Huai touch her wrist?
It must be an illusion.
Xie Huai realized that his behavior was somewhat offensive, and quickly let go, thinking that he was just too drunk.
Xie Huai rubbed his temples and waved his hand, "Put down the hangover soup."
However, the servant girl did not move for a long time, her hands tightly gripping the bowl and cup, as if she had made up her mind to do something.
Xie Huai frowned slightly, a little impatient, and scolded, "Why don't you retreat!"
Ning Yu clenched her fingers and slowly raised her head. Her face was as beautiful as an angel's, her eyes were shrouded in mist, as misty as waves, and she bit her lips lightly.
"Please allow me to serve you, sir..."
"Don't chase me away."
Xie Huai was in a daze for a moment, staring at her calmly for a long time before uttering two words.
"come over."
Ning Yu thought for a moment, brought the sobering soup over and handed it to him.
Xie She lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the pair of hands holding the porcelain bowl. They were as delicate as cream and as flawless as jade.
This is not the hand of a slave, it is clearly the hand that can only be raised by a pampered family.
Xie Huai suddenly felt a little defensive and looked at her with a half-smile, "Didn't you say you would serve me?"
Ning Yu finally realized that Xie Huai wanted her to feed him. After hesitating for a while, she scooped up a spoonful and slowly put it to Xie Huai's lips.
Xie Huai didn't open his mouth. He looked at the still steaming hangover soup and said in a cold voice, "Is this how you serve me?"
Ning Yu was panicked for a moment, but soon understood what was going on. She blew gently and then fed it to Xie Huai's lips.
Seeing the man reluctantly keeping his mouth shut, Ning Yu's nose began to sweat. He gritted his teeth and said, "Please open your mouth, sir."
Seeing Ning Yu's clear eyes, Xie Huai was so anxious that he started sweating, and for some unknown reason he opened his lips.
A few spoonfuls of sobering soup slid down my throat into my stomach, and the drunkenness dissipated a little.
Ning Yu couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips when she saw that the hangover soup was almost finished.
It seems that Xie Huai is not as unapproachable as the rumors say.
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