What are these words?

Michael had never heard such dirty words before.

His eyes widened.

His eyes met with Yingqian's.

I was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Ying Qian's raised arms were sore.

It seemed that Michael had no intention of opening his mouth yet.

She simply grinned.

Then he pushed the spoon hard into Michael's thin lips.

The silver spoon collided with the teeth.

There is a clear crisp sound.

This time, Yingqian's strength was not small at all.

Michael's eyes twitched.

It's too late to say no.

In Yingqian's eyes with a smile and a bit of threat.

He finally swallowed this mouthful of porridge.

It tastes really bad.

Michael blinked.

He hid all his expressions.

"It's a little cold."

The tip of his scarlet tongue swept across the corners of his lips.

That fleeting beauty.

It dilutes the sanctity and innocence of Michael.

But then again in the next second.

When he raised his eyes to look at Yingqian, the familiar gentleness returned to his face.

Michael took the porridge bowl, took out the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her lips, and asked softly:

"Want me to heat it up? Queen."

"No."

Yingqian's eyes were full of pity. How could she bear the heart to let a young man with a taste problem do any hard work?

So pathetic.

You can swallow this stuff.

What kind of life did Michael live?

She sighed.

He raised his head and touched Michael's soft black hair.

"I'm pretty bad at cooking, but... I'll give it a try next time."

Michael was stunned.

Her palms are soft.

The time of contact with the black hair was only a moment.

Like coaxing a pet.

But the feeling is extremely strange.

Yingqian didn't pay much attention to it.

He didn't notice the complexity in Michael's expression.

He saw the pain on Ying Qian's face, but he still held on and ate the porridge in one mouthful.

"you..."

The thin lips moved slightly.

He seemed to want to say something.

But when the words reached his lips, they were swallowed back.

[Tip: Michael’s favorability +2]

Michael just picked up the quilt and put it on Yingqian's shoulders.

He didn't speak.

Just the way he looked at her seemed to have changed.

"Is there still a lot of trouble to deal with?"

Yingqian finally finished the porridge and felt a little better after listening to the system's prompt to increase his favorability.

She broke out in a sweat.

This stuff is much worse than medicine.

She hurriedly pushed the porridge bowl aside and glanced at it with lingering fear.

"You're very tired." Michael put the porridge bowl back on the tray, poured a cup of black tea, and brought it to Yingqian, "We'll deal with it tomorrow."

"I've slept enough. If I put it off until tomorrow, there will be more."

Yingqian was wrapped in a quilt.

Except for a pale little face.

His whole body was tangled in the quilt.

It looks like a large silkworm baby.

The corners of Michael's lips were slightly raised, but he quickly suppressed them again.

He thought for a moment and nodded.

"In this case, I'll have someone sort it out and bring the documents here, and then I'll help you read them together."

"That's a good feeling."

Yingqian's eyes lit up.

He was not polite and nodded hurriedly.

"Go ahead, go ahead."

Michael went out and gave a few instructions.

He also asked people to move the tables and chairs and put them in a corner of the room.

After coming back, the first thing he did was help Yingqian refill the tea.

When returning the tea cup.

His fingertips swept across her fingertips.

Yingqian didn't pay attention.

But Michael clearly noticed the soft and hot touch.

Very strange.

Also very special.

It was something he had never felt before.

Novel and nostalgic.

He couldn't help but look at Yingqian again.

She leaned against the head of the bed, her eyes half-closed, still looking a little tired.

The nightgown was already baggy.

Two buttons on the collar were missing.

The small piece of skin exposed was dazzlingly white and shocking.

But Yingqian didn't notice it at all.

Still holding his head slightly up.

Even the third button was beginning to shake, and he didn't notice it.
To be continued...