"The fish balls at the Military Academy are actually pretty good... Another sip of milk tea."
Gulp!
"Thanks, Xiaoxiao..."
"Some chicken next. Pick a piece without bones."
"Thanks, Qingqing..."
"A bite of rice. A small one."
“This is a life fit for a God...”
Those were the sounds coming from inside the infirmary room.
Zhang Suannai had already left the room. She stood in the corridor outside, taking great gulps of fresh air.
Then she stared blankly into space.
Ten minutes later.
That bastard inside finally finished eating.
Zhang Suannai took a deep breath, ducked her head, and walked back in.
She saw the young girl take the tissue Chen Shu had used to wipe his mouth, carry it over to the trash, then return to the bedside. She wore an expression of obedience Zhang Suannai had never seen before. "Brother-in-law, how do you feel now? Does it still hurt?"
"A little."
"Huh?"
"If only someone would rub my legs."
"I'll do it!"
For some inexplicable reason, Zhang Suannai blurted out, "You can't rub the aches caused by exhaustion-induced false decline. The more you rub, the worse it gets."
"Shut up!"
"!!"
Zhang Suannai clenched her fists in secret.
She had offered a kind reminder and got treated like this.
That man was infuriating!
She looked over again—
The young girl had already started rubbing his legs. Her little fists were fair and soft, her touch light as they pounded back and forth, from thigh to knee and from knee to thigh, before moving to the other leg. Her fists moved quickly, and she looked utterly focused.
It looked very comfortable.
She had to find a way to ruin his fun.
Zhang Suannai's eyes darted about. She pulled out her phone, checked the time, and said with a flash of