Chapter 681
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Yan Haotian carries the tray into Feng Haitang's room, only to find her sitting on the bed in a daze. Her cheeks are crimson, her expression absent-minded.
He jumps in fright and quickly walks to the window, reaching out to stroke her forehead.
The rough touch of the big hand makes Feng Haitang suddenly wake up.
When she sees her sweetheart so close at hand, Haitang stares blankly, then a happy expression emerges on her beautiful face, "Haotian, you … you're here?"
Yan Haotian puts down the tray in his hands, looking at her worriedly. He makes a gesture, "How are you? Does your injury still hurt? "
Feng Haitang shakes her head, "I'm already all better."
There's an unbearable silence between the two.
"Haotian, you …"
With great difficulty, Feng Haitang musters up the courage to speak, but Yan Haotian has already placed a bowl of porridge in front of her.
"Eat something first," he gestures.
Feng Haitang's expression immediately darkens, and she clenches the porcelain bottle hidden in her cuff.
Sure enough, Haotian wants to avoid the issue between the two of them.
He doesn't want to mention it, doesn't want to make it clear, so he interrupts her.
Perhaps when her body is all better, he will try his best to push her out again.
He only gives her a light sentence: "I'm not good enough for you."
No, she absolutely won't accept such an outcome.
Feng Haitang clenches her teeth, her mind is filled with Muyan's words: "What's done is done".
Her state of mind is a mess, so much so that when Yan Haotian cautiously asks her how the porridge tastes, she simply can't taste it. She just nods mechanically.
Yan Haotian sees her absent-minded appearance and is a little disappointed, but he immediately raises his spirits.
Thinking about how to make it more delicious next time.
Just then, he suddenly hears Feng Haitang's low voice: "Haotian, you … you should also eat a mouthful, okay?"
Yan Haotian looks up and meets Feng Haitang's clear eyes in a split second, his mind swaying.
Heat rushes to his cheeks in a split second, but his skin is dark, so it's hard to notice.
But at this time, his mind is already a paste, completely unable to think. He only knows to obediently open his mouth and take the porridge that the little hand is offering.
The hot porridge enters his stomach, but his mind isn't there. He simply can't taste what the porridge tastes like.
Suddenly, a refreshing fragrance assaulted his nostrils.
Yan Haotian's heart suddenly jumped. When he raised his head, he discovered that Feng Haitang's face was very close.
The woman's snow-white skin, as well as her light pink petal-like lips, were right in front of him.
Yan Haotian only felt a ball of fire burning in the depths of his body.
An astonishing heat flowed through every part of his body and finally gathered at a certain place in his lower abdomen.
"Haotian …" Feng Haitang's hands wrapped around his neck. Her moist and warm breath carried a trace of gentleness that she usually wouldn't show, lingering, "Haotian, do you … like me?"
Not only did Yan Haotian eat the draught that was poured into that bowl of porridge, Feng Haitang also ate it.
Yan Haotian's Adam's apple bobbed up and down. After a long while, he finally came back to his senses and nodded.
Feng Haitang smiled gently, her charming eyes like silk.
She slowly lowered her head, and lightly touched the man's somewhat chapped lips, "Hao Tian, do you want me? If you really like me and love me, can you hug me right now? "
Gulp!
Yan Haotian swallowed his saliva.
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