Upon seeing Ning Xixi's dazed and adorably foolish appearance, Ji Yebai slightly furrowed his brows, his defined fingers holding up a bowl, bringing it to Ning Xixi's lips.
"Open your mouth."
Ning Xixi, in a daze, opened her mouth.
The soup was fragrant, with a faint hint of medicinal herbs.
After feeding her an entire bowl of soup, Ji Yebai finally felt satisfied, wiped his hands, and stood up, "Let's go, to school."
Ning Xixi, with her backpack on, followed Ji Yebai's steps, wondering suspiciously in her heart, could his kindness be harboring ill intentions?
...
Upon arrival at the classroom, many students from class S gathered around, bombarding her with questions, "Ning Xixi, how are you feeling?"
"We heard you suddenly got a high fever, it scared us to death!"
Ning Xixi was taken aback, not expecting so many people to care about her, and revealed a proper, slight smile, "I'm fine now."
