Chapter 320: Chapter 310: Zhan Qipei Feeds Qiao Jing Soup With His Mouth

Zhan Qipei placed his phone on the nightstand, picked up the soup, and handed it over to Qiao Jing.

“The investigation will continue, but for now, drink some soup. I had someone make it especially for you—it’s nutritious.”

Seeing Zhan Qipei holding it up like that, Qiao Jing stretched out her hand to take the bowl, knowing holding it must be tiring, but the man did not seem to have any intention of handing it over to her.

Her hand paused, and she looked at Zhan Qipei.

Zhan Qipei read the confusion in her eyes. He scooped up a spoonful of the hot soup, blew on it a few times, and brought it to Qiao Jing’s lips.

“I’ll feed you.”

...

Qiao Jing frowned slightly. Why did he insist on feeding her?

“I’m not injured.”

Zhan Qipei stubbornly maintained his posture, his thin lips parting slightly.

“I know, but you’re very tired now and need to rest. Just sit.”

Qiao Jing sighed helplessly, rubbing her brow.

“I’ve recovered quite a bit. I’m not so tired that I can’t even hold a bowl.”

Every time her health was concerned, Zhan Qipei would get as nervous as he was now, acting as though he wished to do everything for her, and she could never outstubborn him.

Zhan Qipei remained unmoving, holding the spoon as he stared intently at Qiao Jing’s lips.

Qiao Jing reached for the edge of the bowl, trying to take it into her hands, but Zhan Qipei was gripping it firmly, making it impossible for her to take it.

Rolling her eyes in speechlessness, her temples suddenly throbbed.

“Zhan Qipei, I said I can drink it myself.”

Zhan Qipei said nothing, a hint of obsession flashing in the depths of his dark eyes. He pursed his lips, and his uniquely deep and magnetic voice filled the space.

want to feed

her eyes to Zhan Qipei, but accidentally met his narrow and profound

can drink by myself. Aren’t

nor were her hands injured. She was

bowl, not

tried prying Zhan Qipei’s fingers off the bowl, one by one. If this went on,

care of

made a move, shifting the bowl towards himself to prevent Qiao Jing from taking

was, Qiao Jing withdrew her hand, feeling a bit

drink, you drink it.

and he dared

to give the bowl to Qiao Jing, but when he pushed it forward, he accidentally applied too

I’ll find some

Qipei frantically pulling out a few napkins and reaching to help wipe her clothes, Qiao Jing

acting

halted for a second, and it was then that

that prominent place, the fabric soaked with soup

at that impressive area, a subtle, imperceptible

with the image of Qiao Jing emerging from the swimming pool on the cruise ship that day,

Qipei’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his gaze on Qiao Jing darkened, and it

hand but didn’t help her wipe away the tears, afraid he might

tears yourself, I’ll go find you

look in Zhan Qipei’s eyes just then; she only thought that his retreating

are no clothes here, just

only cabinet. Upon opening it, he accidentally

emitting a muffled thud, but he acted as if he felt

to have lost his soul, even bumping his head when opening a

“What’s wrong?”

snapped back to the present as he took a new hospital gown from the cabinet and hurriedly returned to Qiao Jing’s

nothing. Get changed, I’ll step

the resting room, the scent of hospital disinfectant filled Zhan Qipei’s nostrils, finally cooling the fever

had almost lost

ward, frowned at the sight of the hospital

suddenly become like a soulless husk, even

had left in such a hurry that he didn’t even cover

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