She was oblivious to the oozing cuts on her arms as her focus was centered on his falling body, and she rushed to cup his face in her hands .
“Mu Yazhe… come sit up . I'll feed you your medication…”
There was no response from him .
The pain had robbed him of his consciousness .
She hugged his shoulders and attempted to help him sit up . Unfortunately, his body was too heavy for her to lift .
She looked frustratingly at the tablets in her hand and then at the man's face which was contorted with pain . Telling herself that there was no time to lose, she hurriedly got another glass of water and rested his head on a cushion on the sofa .
As she held his nape to steady his face upward, she dissolved the tablets in the water before she took a mouthful and then carefully spritzed it into his mouth .
His throat moved as he swallowed the water . She took another mouthful and transferred the rest of the medication into his mouth .
After some time, the man regained his consciousness . His hazy eyes gradually opened to see her anxious face peering at him . He opened his mouth to speak, but no words would come forth .
“Are you able to sit up?” It was nerve-racking for her to observe his face drained of colors .
In her impression, this man was always acting high and mighty like a powerful king or a heavenly god on any given days, yet right now, he was only so frail under a gastritis attack .
He had none of his usual vitality .
She broke into a jest over her ignorance at this point!
No matter how formidable this man might be, he was a human who needed to eat just like her . Man would fall sick sometime, even someone with a strong constitution . After all, man was not god .
Did this happen because he had no breakfast when he woke up?
For some reason, she blamed herself for that!
Hence, she hastily said, “You take a rest here; I'll make breakfast for you . ”
She was about to stand up when the man tugged on her arm . She lost her balance and fell into his arms .
“What are you doing?!” She was rather antagonized as she thought of the possibility of her squashing him with that fall!
With his eyes revealing a hint of ominous tease, his one palm cradled the back of her neck while the other slowly caressed her lips .
“Where are you going?”
“I'm going to make breakfast for you . Your irregular meals probably brought on this gastritis attack . ” She was firm on this .
She moved to stand up once more, but he pulled her into his arms again . He firmly locked her into his arms this time, so she had no opportunity to escape!
“What… What are you doing?!” she hissed indignantly .
She frowned . Her petulant tone sounded slightly annoyed . Her eyes divulged her helplessness and exasperation, which the man took the chance to admire at close range . He bowed his head and observed her petulance fully .
Startled at the man's deep study of her expression, she pouted and then uneasily bit her lower lip .
Her little action was coquettish and tempting for him . The way she bit her lip was so adorable his stiff body, induced by the illness, started to heat up .
Thus, he simply replied, “I don't want breakfast; I want to eat you . ”
Chapter end
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