Will pulled her back to the chair, "I just... don't want to waste food."
His words said so, but his eyes seemed a bit evasive.
Jessica squinted her eyes, leaning in to look at his face.
"Really full?"
"Really!" he laughed.
His laugh lines hadn't yet spread before she lightly punched him in the stomach.
In truth, Will wasn't really hungry, he just wanted to enjoy her care, so he drank the large bowl of soup until it was completely gone. Now his stomach was full of soup, and being punched by her made his stomach contract, he struggled to hold back from vomiting the soup.
Seeing his painful look, Jessica relaxed her temper a bit.
"Hmph, serves you right!" she scolded, but the corners of her lips couldn't help curling into a smile, "Who told you to take advantage of me!"
His stomach ached from her hit, Will raised his eyebrows, a hint of grievance in his tone, "It's not like I asked, it was you who wanted to feed me."
