…
“Do I really have to eat all of it?”
“I don’t like this… I don’t want to…”
The girl leaning against the headboard had an expression and movements full of resistance.
Forced and unable to fight back, she somehow looked irresistibly soft and cute.
Yin Xiaomeng licked her lips, her hot breath drawing closer.
Her eyes were filled with a wicked smile.
It had to be said, seeing her adorable close friend at a loss up close really did lift one’s spirits.
The girl’s inherent mischievousness was gradually stirred by Situ Ling’s delicious expression…
Like chili hitting hot oil, releasing an intoxicating aroma.
“Be good…”
“Eat it all, and you’ll recover faster…”
Situ Ling watched the girl approaching, felt the distance between them shrinking, and gripped the bedsheet…
As if resigning herself, she tightly closed her eyes—
“Ah—”
The bland millet porridge, after being blown on for a while, entered her mouth without burning her sensitive tongue.
But correspondingly, the girl who was used to heavy-flavored food showed physical resistance to the bland stuff.
Specifically, after swallowing with difficulty, she stuck out her tongue as if she had eaten poison and pretended to die.
‘Why is the feeding play I’ve been looking forward to giving me this tasteless stuff…’
‘Damn it, damn it, damn it!’
‘This is completely different from the plot I imagined!’
From the moment she woke up in the hospital, Situ Ling had been looking forward to being fed by the girl she liked…
But…
How did it turn out like this?
‘Even if Little Mengmeng feeds me something bad, it won’t become delicious…’
With a pained face, the girl for the first time didn’t want to enjoy Yin Xiaomeng’s feeding service…
At least, if it weren’t Little Mengmeng feeding her, she could throw a tantrum and try to escape this torture, or even replace it with something she liked.
But if it were…
‘Sigh… if I don’t eat, what if she later doesn’t come to feed me because I was disobedient?’
‘Even though I feel like the chance to be fed like this again probably won’t come… but one always has to leave a little room for fantasy, right?’
‘What if?’
Closing her eyes tightly to escape reality, the one who knew she probably couldn’t escape the porridge’s clutches could only hypnotize herself in her mind over and over.
This isn’t millet porridge, this is sweet and sour ribs…
This isn’t millet porridge, this is Coca-Cola chicken wings…
Wuwu.
Why does thinking about it make her feel so sour?
“…”
“Oh no, there’s even a boiled egg in water.”
…
“I feel…”
“Like I’m dying…”
The girl who had reasonably skipped class for almost an entire afternoon looked at her hand with the band-aid and let out a long sigh.
Even though her body had gradually recovered from the weak state after so much rest, and the negative statuses of dizziness and thirst were mostly gone…
She still felt utterly exhausted from the inside out.
If she had to use a metaphor…
It was like the vein fatigue of a mine after continuous mining?
Although there was a little excitement in her spirit supporting her, the fatigue was still real.
“Sigh—”
Situ Ling wrapped her arm around the girl beside her, leaning her small body against her, looking somehow like a sloth…
“…What are you sighing for?”
“I’m the one taking care of you, you know? The whole afternoon.”
Glancing at the time on her phone, Yin Xiaomeng put it in her pocket, then raised her hand and pinched the other’s cheek a little hard.
And very naturally, she said that 3 PM was the whole afternoon.
The art of manipulation was ingrained in her bones.
Of course, she hadn’t forgotten the “block and delete package” plan she’d made recently.
After walking out the hospital’s front gate, she very skillfully blocked the person with the note “No. 4” in WeChat.
She also blocked her phone number.
To be honest, after truly removing Bai Ruoxi from her life, Yin Xiaomeng felt genuinely relieved.
No longer worrying about being inexplicably suppressed, nor about her hard-made daily plans being messed up by some jerk.
Just thinking about returning to ordinary daily life…
Even the air she breathed became much sweeter.
“?”
“What do you mean ‘taking care of me the whole afternoon’? Huh?”
“Class monitor~ darling?”
“Manipulating again? Can’t you restrain your overflowing charm?”
Hearing the girl’s deliberately exaggerated statement, Situ Ling, who had been pinched countless times on the cheek, poked on the thigh, and even had her fingers played with during the IV, naturally pinched the other’s waist.
And started tickling.
“…”
The girl refused to be outdone and quickly retaliated!
“…”
Chen Bo, carrying a uniform bag in one hand and a parasol in the other, watching his young lady’s lively appearance, also breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, when he got the young lady’s call and heard she was in the hospital, his heart…
Leaped into his throat.
He was supposed to be on break, but he frantically changed into his going-out clothes and stepped on the gas to rush over.
As the butler who had taken care of the young lady since she was a child, Chen Bo perhaps regarded her more like his own granddaughter…
‘Thankfully, it’s just the young lady’s friend who got heatstroke…’
Although it sounded a bit schadenfreude, the middle-aged man (48 years old) still silently repeated this sentence in his heart.
“You little Ling’er! You dare to lay a hand on me!”
“Wait until we get home, I’m definitely going to tie you up and pin you to the bed!”
“…”
The girl’s words stunned the other who was still “messing around.”
Situ Ling had two big question marks floating above her head…
“Go home?”
“…Wait.”
“I’m going to your house?”
Seeming to realize that the “go home” in the other’s mouth wasn’t the “go back to separate homes” she understood, the girl’s voice trembled a little unconsciously.
Was it excitement?
Maybe a bit of that…
But more, it felt like confusion at this strange plot development.
‘I just got heatstroke and had an IV…’
‘How did it suddenly escalate to going to Xiaomeng’s house?’
‘Did I miss some key plot?’
“Yeah?”
“My home.”
Yin Xiaomeng blinked, and the tickling motion of her hand didn’t pause at all.
“Your parents are going to be out these days, and since you got sick today and I’m taking care of you, I just went ahead and told your parents that you’re coming to stay with me at my house.”
Her matter-of-fact tone made it sound like they were discussing what to eat for dinner…
Showing no regard for her own “lesbian” identity.
It oddly gave the impression of “a scheming lesbian about to make a move on a cute straight girl”—