Evening.
A little after nine.
Dong Xuebin woke up in the inner room of the suite. Feeling the tearing pain all over his body, he did not mind it and merely exhaled softly before slowly propping himself up into a sitting position.
Creak.
The door opened.
Zhang Longjuan, now changed into clean clothes, walked in with a smile, carrying a steaming bowl of something that looked like porridge. "Our Little Handsome Guy is awake?"
Dong Xuebin murmured, "This is..."
"I was just about to call you. Time to eat." Zhang Longjuan sat down on the edge of his bed.
Dong Xuebin hurriedly reached out to take it. "Thanks. I really am hungry. I haven't eaten all day."
Zhang Longjuan stretched out her two plump, sexy legs in front of him. "Don't move. Big Sister will feed you."
"No, no, my right hand can still move." Dong Xuebin felt rather embarrassed about being fed.
"You can't drink with one hand either. It's porridge, you can't hold the bowl and drink it. Come on, why are you being shy with Big Sister?" Without waiting for an answer, Zhang Longjuan slowly scooped up a spoonful and blew on it with her bright red lips coated in clear lip gloss. Her breath and the fragrance of the porridge washed over Dong Xuebin's face. She held the spoon out to him. "Come on, Little Handsome Guy. Open your mouth. Ah."
Dong Xuebin smiled wryly and had no choice but to open his mouth and take a sip.
"That's more like it. An injured patient ought to act like one, right?" Zhang Longjuan scooped him another spoonful. "Come on, drink some more. Be good."
"Uh, could you not talk to me like I'm a child?"
"Hehe, if Big Sister were married, her son would probably be