Yan Haotian entered Feng Haitang's room with a tray, only to find her sitting on the bed in a daze, her cheeks flushed and her expression in a trance.

He was startled, and quickly walked to the window, reaching out and touching her forehead.

The touch of the rough hands made Feng Haitang wake up suddenly.

When she saw her sweetheart so close at hand, Haitang was stunned for a moment, then joy filled her beautiful face, "Haotian, you...are you here?"

Yan Haotian put down the tray in his hand, looked at her worriedly, and gestured, "How are you? Does the injury still hurt?"

Feng Haitang shook his head, "I'm already fine."

There was an uncomfortable silence between the two of them.

"Haotian, are you right..."

Feng Haitang finally plucked up the courage to speak, but Yan Haotian had already put the porridge bowl in front of her.

"Eat something first." He gestured.

Feng Haitang's expression suddenly dimmed, and she squeezed the porcelain bottle hidden in her sleeves.

As expected, Haotian wanted to avoid the problem between the two of them again.

He didn't want to mention it or point it out, so he interrupted himself.

Maybe when his body is fully recovered, he will try his best to push himself out again.

Just say to her lightly: "I'm not worthy of you."

No, she will never accept such a result.

Feng Haitang gritted her teeth, her mind filled with Muyan's words "raw rice, cooked rice".

Her mind was so confused that when Yan Haotian carefully asked her how the porridge tasted, she couldn't taste it at all and just nodded mechanically.

Seeing her nonchalant look, Yan Haotian was slightly disappointed, but he immediately cheered up.

Thinking about how to make it more delicious next time.

At this moment, Feng Haitang's low voice suddenly came to his ears: "Haotian, you...you also have a bite, okay?"

Yan Haotian raised his head and immediately looked into Feng Haitang's beautiful eyes, and his mind was shaken.

Heat suddenly rushed to his cheeks, but because of his dark skin, it was not easy to notice.

But at this time, his mind was in a state of confusion and he could not think at all. He only opened his mouth obediently and took the mouthful of porridge handed over by the little hand into his mouth.

The hot porridge entered his stomach, but he was not in his mind and couldn't taste the porridge at all.

Suddenly, the quiet fragrance hit my face.

Yan Haotian's heart skipped a beat, and when he raised his head, he realized that Feng Haitang's face was very close at hand.

The woman's snow-white and soft skin, as well as her pale pink lips like petals, were very close at hand.

Yan Haotian felt a fire burning deep in his body.

The astonishing heat flowed through every part of his body, eventually gathering somewhere in his lower abdomen.

"Haotian..." Feng Haitang put her hands around his neck, and her moist and warm breath came out with a touch of tenderness that she would never show normally, "Haotian, do you... like me?"

Not only Yan Haotian ate the mysterious medicine poured into the bowl of porridge, but Feng Haitang also ate it.

Yan Haotian's Adam's apple rolled up and down. It took him a long time to regain his consciousness and nodded.

Feng Haitang smiled softly, her eyes as charming as silk.

She slowly lowered her head and touched the man's chapped lips lightly, "Haotian, do you want me? If you really like me, really love me, can you hug me now?"

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Gudong!

Yan Haotian swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Chapter completed!