"Yeah?" I touched my forehead, and it was indeed very hot.
"You have a good rest. If you are hungry, hold on for a while. You will have something to eat soon." He said this to me in a rare and gentle manner. I felt flattered.
"I'm sorry to trouble you again!"
"I'm used to it!" he said a little helplessly, "If you don't want to trouble me anymore, just get better soon!"
"Yes, I will." I blinked feebly, feeling a little sleepy again.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman walked in carrying a tray.
"Young man, you're awake!"
I managed to pick myself up and called out, "Hello, aunt."
She smiled amiably: "Haha, you are hungry, come and eat some porridge!"
I wanted to sit up, but found that I didn’t even have the strength to sit up. I had to rely on Lu Mingxuan’s arm to help me and hold me up.
I reached out to take the bowl from my aunt's hand, but found that my hands and feet were soft.
Seeing how weak I was, my aunt directly handed the porridge to Lu Mingxuan: "Here, you feed her."
"Ah? No need..." Before I could finish my words, he had already taken the bowl.
I was shocked, wouldn't he really feed me?
The result is really like this!
He blew it gently, then scooped it up with a spoon and brought it to my mouth. His gentle movements and careful care were nothing like the domineering and arrogant person he usually is!
I wonder if I am dreaming?
"Open your mouth!" came his low voice, seeming a little impatient.
I ate it quickly, and he scooped up another spoon and handed it over...
Such a harmonious and warm scene is beyond my imagination. It's like a dream.
The inexplicable feeling in my heart began to throb again.
The aunt stood nearby and watched, with a friendly smile on her lips. She put another bowl of rice on the tray on the table and said to Lu Mingxuan: "This bowl of rice is for you. Remember to eat it later."
." After saying that, he exited.
He was so patient that he finished the bowl of porridge.
"Do you want more?" he asked me.
I shook my head and said, "No more." I carefully observed his face, for fear that he would change his face in the next second.
"Then you have a good rest." He helped me lie down and carefully pulled the quilt for me.
I looked at him helplessly, still a little suspicious that this was a dream. How could Lu Mingxuan be so gentle?