Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 321

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.

to

Zhan Qipei, but accidentally met his narrow and profound gaze, feeling

not necessary. I can drink by myself. Aren’t your arms sore from

nor were her hands injured. She was just

the bowl, not letting Qiao Jing take

Qipei’s fingers off the bowl, one by one. If this went on, his hand would stiffen, and the soup

care of

Qipei made a move, shifting the bowl towards himself to prevent

Qiao Jing

drink, you

his expression stiffened, and he dared not continue his insistence

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

one moment, I’ll find

napkins and reaching to help wipe her clothes, Qiao Jing couldn’t help but let

was he acting

a second, and it was then that his gaze inevitably settled on the

place, the fabric soaked with soup

area, a subtle, imperceptible desire flickered in the

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

gaze on Qiao Jing darkened, and

in Qiao Jing’s hand but didn’t help her wipe away

yourself, I’ll go

noticed the look in Zhan Qipei’s eyes just then; she only thought that

clothes

only cabinet. Upon opening it, he accidentally knocked his

a muffled thud, but he acted as if he felt

why the man suddenly seemed to have lost his soul,

“What’s wrong?”

present as he took a new hospital gown from the

changed, I’ll

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

almost lost

Jing, in the ward, frowned at the sight of the hospital

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

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

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