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.”

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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.

to feed

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

myself. Aren’t your arms sore from holding it like

wasn’t helpless, nor were her hands injured. She was just a bit

clutched the bowl, not letting Qiao Jing take

bowl, one by one. If this went on, his hand would

take care of

move, shifting the bowl towards himself

Jing withdrew

to drink, you drink it. I’ll

angry, his expression stiffened, and he dared not continue his insistence on feeding her the soup,

bowl to Qiao Jing, but when he pushed it forward, he accidentally applied too much force, and the soup spilled onto her

moment, I’ll find

pulling out a few napkins and reaching to help wipe her clothes, Qiao Jing couldn’t help

acting

Qipei’s movements halted for a second, and it was then that his gaze inevitably settled on the wet

the fabric soaked with soup

imperceptible desire flickered in the depths of his dark

the swimming pool on the cruise ship

Jing darkened, and it seemed as

placed the tissue in Qiao Jing’s hand but didn’t help her wipe away the tears, afraid

yourself, I’ll go find you some

hadn’t noticed the look in Zhan Qipei’s eyes just then; she only thought that his retreating figure, seemingly

no clothes here, just hospital

only cabinet. Upon opening it, he accidentally knocked his head against

he acted as if he

Zhan Qipei, wondering why the man suddenly seemed to have lost his soul, even bumping his head when opening

“What’s wrong?”

thoughts, adrift since that night on the cruise, were snapped back to the present as he took a new hospital gown from the cabinet and hurriedly returned to

Get changed, I’ll step out

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

had almost

frowned at the sight of the hospital

was fine just a moment ago; how had he suddenly become like a soulless husk, even managing to bump his head while opening a

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

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