It seems that this idiot Ouyang Chengfeng really took care of me all night?
Moreover, can he still cook porridge?
Haha, looking at the medicine and porridge on the table, I immediately felt extremely relieved.
I stood up and took a sip. Although it was cold, it must have been what that idiot meant!
The door to my room opened, and Ouyang Chengfeng came in, still holding a bowl in his hand.
Seeing me drinking the cold porridge, his eyes suddenly filled with anger, he ran towards me quickly and snatched the spoon from my hand.
"Do you want to die?? Didn't you burn to death yesterday??"
"...What the hell are you yelling at? So it's you who endured it. Even if it's cold, do I still want to drink it?"
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Why did I suddenly say this??
What am I doing??
And my heart suddenly beat nervously.
Didn’t he just cook a bowl of porridge for me? Do I deserve to care so much? How many times have I cooked for him?
He seemed embarrassed, and his originally angry expression slowly softened, and then he asked me with a wicked smile: "Oh, so you care about me so much?"
After he asked this question, I felt my cheeks suddenly burning like fire: "Stop being narcissistic!!"
"Humph, you bitch, let's eat hot food!" It seemed that he was a little disappointed by my words. After saying that, he sat on the edge of the bed, and then pulled me so that I leaned on his chest.
“What kind of posture is this??”
"Don't be too happy, because you are a patient, so I will give you special treatment!" After saying that, he weighed a bowl of porridge with a spoon and put it into my mouth.
And as I leaned on his chest, I could clearly feel the sound of my heart beating violently...