Chapter 200 Trust

Actually, Cheng Anyue wanted to say that it was not necessary, she could drink it by herself.

But she could not refuse such tenderness in her heart, so this time she completely followed her heart.

The water was a little hot, she drank it very slowly, and he was very patient and had no intention of urging her at all.

Halfway through the drink, someone knocked on the door.

An Shijue put down the water cup, helped her to lean on the bed rails, and went to open the door himself.

Not long after, he came in with a tray.

He put the tray on the table, Cheng Anyue took a look, it was a bowl of clear porridge, with a few snacks and side dishes, it looked pretty good.

She was about to reach out to take the porridge bowl, and a hand took the bowl before her.

Cheng Anyue looked at An Shijue sitting beside her, holding a spoon to feed the porridge to her mouth, and felt as sweet as eating honey.

She looked at him and opened her mouth consciously.

She felt that it was actually quite worthwhile to get sick like this.

"Hiss..." She suddenly took a breath and said subconsciously, "It's so hot."

An Shijue frowned, put the spoon in the bowl, picked up a tissue to wipe her mouth, and said reproachfully, "Don't you know to test the temperature before eating? What were you thinking just now?"

Cheng Anyue looked at him and whispered, "Shouldn't brother test the temperature before feeding me?"

An Shijue looked at her, his brows slightly tightened, so, it's all his fault?

It's not the first time he heard her refute him. If it were someone else, he would have made that person disappear long ago.

But, when it was her, he didn't feel angry.

The little girl was ignorant, and he, as a brother, should be more tolerant.

He scooped another spoonful of porridge, blew it, and then tested the temperature at the corner of his mouth. It was just right, and then he fed it to her.

Cheng Anyue looked at his gentle movements, smiled happily, opened her mouth and ate it.

She nodded and said, "It's delicious."

An Shijue glanced at her. Would white porridge taste good?

But she hasn't eaten for a long time, so it's understandable that she eats everything when she's hungry.

The bowl of porridge was soon finished, and most of the food on the tray was eaten.

Cheng Anyue felt a little full and was too lazy to move.

"Do you still want to sleep?" An Shijue asked.

Cheng Anyue nodded. She was full and wanted to sleep.

"Then continue to sleep." An Shijue said. He stretched out his hand to help her lie down again and covered her with a quilt.

Cheng Anyue looked at him and asked, "What about you, brother?"

"I'm here." An Shijue replied, "Don't worry about sleeping."

Cheng Anyue was relieved after hearing this, closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

You can say she is selfish, anyway, she just wants her brother to accompany her.

An Shijue sat by the bed and watched her fall asleep. After she fell asleep, he cleaned up the things on the cabinet.

In the corridor, the housekeeper looked at An Shijue and said, "Master, do you want to take a rest? Miss, I'll let others take care of it here."

"No need!" An Shijue refused directly.

He could hardly coax her when he was here, and if he wasn't here, who knows what would happen.

He felt uncomfortable when he thought of her crying.

In fact, maybe he liked this feeling.

A feeling of being needed and trusted, from relatives, from the depths of a pure heart.

Back in the room, An Shijue closed the door and sat by the bed to watch over her.

He had a lot of things to do, and he was very busy every day, so busy that he didn't have time to rest on weekends.

But accompanying her seemed more important than those.