Nangong Xuan casually moved his mouth toward Xiangxiang,
Xiangxiang held the food, stood respectfully beside Yaoyao's bed, and said cautiously:
"Miss, you must be hungry when you wake up. Eat something first!"
Yaoyao didn't refuse or agree, she just glanced at Xiangxiang.
Xiangxiang's hands were awkwardly stiff,
Nangong Xuan smoothly took the bowl and spoon from Xiangxiang's hand,
Xiangxiang retreated softly,
"Yaoyao, even if you want to hate me, you still have to have the strength, right? How can you do it without eating?"
Nangong Xuan skillfully scooped up a spoonful of hot porridge, and naturally brought it towards Yaoyao's mouth. Feng Qingyun said calmly,
"Yaoyao, eat some, it's still warm..."
Yaoyao didn't open her mouth or speak out. She didn't even have the strength to speak now...
Nangong Xuan sighed softly and said uneasily:
"Yaoyao, are you going to make trouble for yourself by not eating or drinking?"
Nangong Xuan has been carefully concealing the truth because he was afraid that Yaoyao would be angry after knowing the truth. But he didn't know that Yaoyao didn't even have the energy to get angry and chose to ignore him...
Yaoyao's cold and distant eyes made Nangong Xuan really sad and speechless!
"Yaoyao, don't do this to me! Don't do this to me, it will hurt here... it will really hurt!"
Nangong Xuan pointed to the position of his heart, feeling extremely sad and painful,
Yaoyao turned her face away coldly, tightened her fist, and pretended not to see it.
Nangong Xuan, do you think you are the only one in the world who is sad?
How painful is it for you? Doesn’t it hurt Yaoyao?
Yaoyao took a deep breath with great effort, swallowed the tears that were about to overflow into her stomach, raised her eyes and looked at the top of the bed, unwilling to shed tears like this in front of Nangong Xuan,
God, are you too cruel to treat me like this?
First of all, no one has ever traveled back in time, and no one has come since. Is it just for this incestuous brother-sister love?