Chapter 848: Chapter 96: He Said, What, Are You Afraid I’ll Take Advantage of You

Rong Rui watched as Si Nan walked into that bedroom and then closed the door behind him. His pink lips pressed together, his bright black eyes revealing deep curiosity.

From the moment Si Nan entered the room, Tang Yige smelled the enticing aroma of food.

For Tang Yige, who hadn’t eaten much all day, the temptation was quite evident.

The room was not lit.

Only when Si Nan came in did he turn on the light.

Looking at Tang Yige, who turned her face towards him, Si Nan pursed his lips, carrying the bowl in his hand over, and sat on the sofa next to Yige.

Holding the chopsticks, he picked out a piece of deboned rib meat and brought it to Yige’s lips, "Eat."

Tang Yige was indeed extremely hungry.

As he fed the rib meat to her mouth, she already couldn’t help but swallow when she smelled the aroma.

She moved her lips and said, "Let me do it myself."

"Finish this first," Si Nan said.

"..." Yige bit her lower lip, hesitated several times, but ultimately decided it was more important to fill her stomach first.

So she opened her mouth and bit into the rib meat he fed her.

Tang Yige immediately tasted the sweet and sour ribs.

After eating that piece of rib meat, Tang Yige’s taste buds fully awakened, she turned her face toward Si Nan and, with red ears, said, "I want to eat by myself."

Si Nan’s gaze swept past her flushed ears, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Hold out your hands."

Tang Yige was startled, then opened her hands towards him.

Si Nan first placed the bowl in Tang Yige’s hands and waited for her to hold it steady before placing the chopsticks in her hand.

Tang Yige couldn’t see, relying on her senses to hold the chopsticks, she awkwardly and laboriously brought the bowl to her mouth to feed herself.

Several times in a row, more food fell onto her dress than into her mouth.

Tang Yige was very hungry, the food was in her hands, but she couldn’t eat it, which made her very frustrated.

Si Nan watched her furrow her brows tighter and the increasing gloom on her face, and finally couldn’t help but smile.

Raising his eyebrows as Tang Yige missed her mouth once more, Si Nan reached out, took the bowl and chopsticks from her, and fed her a piece of tenderloin.

Tang Yige, "..."

She kept her mouth shut, not opening it, her expression very awkward and conflicted.

"Don’t you want to recover quickly and leave? How can you have the energy to heal if you don’t eat a full meal?"

Si Nan spoke at the right time, his tone calm.

Hearing his words, Tang Yige gritted her teeth, stopped hesitating, and opened her lips.

Si Nan fed the tenderloin into Yige’s mouth and then scooped some rice to feed her.

Watching Tang Yige eat in such a ravenous way, he continued to feed her as before.

She quickly finished a bowl of rice and vegetables.

Si Nan looked at her eyes, which couldn’t help but soften, and said gently, "Do you want more?"

"..." Tang Yige turned her eyes covered with medicinal gauze towards him, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

But Si Nan understood.

Si Nan’s eyes lifted slightly, picked up the small bowl in his hand, and stood up, "Wait."

She felt Si Nan pass her, heading to the door.

Tang Yige’s face showed annoyance and a hint of shame.

Because just a moment ago, she wished she could "kill" him, and now, she ate the food he fed her.

But what else could she do if she didn’t eat?

Couldn’t she starve herself out of spite?

Moreover.

As he said, how can you recover without eating well?

If she doesn’t recover, how can she leave here, leave him?!

After this round of mental construction, Yige felt a bit better.

Si Nan returned quickly.

Tang Yige heard his footsteps entering the room and instinctively straightened her spine.

Si Nan glanced at her, walked over, and placed the small bowl of black chicken mushroom soup he carried on the long table, then sat back in the sofa next to Yige.

Si Nan picked up a piece of rib meat, also deboned, and fed it to Yige’s lips.

This time, Yige didn’t let him speak, she opened her mouth to eat.

Si Nan’s lips curved slightly, his handsome face soft and patient, like feeding a "baby," he fed Yige bite by bite.

Yige was truly hungry, and very quickly, this bowl was also finished.

Si Nan placed the bowl in his hand on the long table, then picked up the black chicken soup on the table.

Tang Yige heard the crisp sound of the spoon stirring and softly said, "Is it soup?"

Si Nan looked at her gently, "Yes."

"I can drink this myself," Tang Yige said.

Si Nan curled his lips, "I know, it’s hot. I’ll give it to you once it cools a bit."

Tang Yige said nothing more.

She didn’t pay attention to how gentle Si Nan’s tone was with her at this moment.

After more than ten seconds.

Tang Yige’s hand was suddenly held by a warm palm.