Even though she had no appetite due to her illness, she still tasted a hint of sweetness in the porridge.
She swallowed instinctively and stared blankly at Ou Jue, "You..."
The man said nothing, lowered his eyes, and took a second sip.
"No..." Ugh, another mouthful of porridge was passed to her.
After feeding her, he sat back with a composed demeanor, not the slightest bit flustered.
Xiyan was both angry and annoyed, "You, how can you be so shameless, bullying me even now!"
Ou Jue leisurely continued stirring the porridge with the spoon, calmly asking, "Do you still want some?"
The girl said nothing, just glared at her with puffed cheeks.
He took another sip and leaned down again.
"I'll drink, I'll drink!!" she hurriedly spoke up.
Unfortunately, it was too late—
His lips still pressed down, once again passing the porridge to her.
This time, Ou Jue didn't withdraw as quickly as the previous two times.
