Ji Yunhuan climbed out of bed and brought over his breakfast. Next to it was a wet towel for wiping hands. It had to be said, the servants were incredibly considerate.
Ji Yunhuan took the towel, "Stretch out your hand."
Qi Cheng's big hand extended in front of her.
She gently helped him wipe his hand, her gaze falling on his face, "Enjoying this?"
He watched her silently.
"Do you like me serving you like this?" she continued to ask.
Qi Cheng said, "It's alright."
Ji Yunhuan pinched him, "Enjoy it while you can. Next time you harm yourself and get sick again, even if you die of illness, I won't care about you anymore."
Qi Cheng gazed at her indifferently. He didn't seem to care about her threat.
Ji Yunhuan finished wiping his hand and brought over the bowl. Today's food was richer than last night's, probably considering his recovery.
Ji Yunhuan fed him, "Come, eat!"
It felt a bit like taking care of a baby.
