Chapter 461
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First, he placed the cup on the bedside table and helped Chi Jiao sit up.
He took a cartoon pillow and placed it behind Chi Jiao. From the beginning to the end, Quan Jue's actions were unbelievably gentle, as if he was treating a fragile glass doll.
After Chi Jiao was done, Quan Jue brought the medicine to her mouth.
"Take the medicine."
Chi Jiao lowered her head and looked at the white medicine in Quan Jue's hand. Her face instantly twisted into a mess.
"Why? Are you afraid of bitterness? "The young man's deep voice came from above her head.
Before Chi Jiao could admit it, she saw Quan Jue place the medicine in his palm into her mouth.
Then, his warm, thin lips pressed against her little mouth.
He pried open her lips and used his tongue to pass the medicine into her mouth.
A bitter feeling mixed with a certain sweetness quickly spread in her mouth.
Quan Jue reluctantly let go of Chi Jiao and placed the cup by her mouth.
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Chi Jiao drank a mouthful of water and swallowed the medicine.
"Is it bitter?" Quan Jue leaned closer to her and stared at her face.
Chi Jiao's pale face flushed red as she stared at him with moist eyes. "Brother Quan, aren't you afraid that I'll pass the cold to you?"
Quan Jue reached out and rubbed her head. The corners of his lips curled up. "I'm not as weak as you think."
Only then did Chi Jiao realize that his hair and clothes were a little wet.
"Is it raining outside?" Chi Jiao asked.
Quan Jue nodded.
"You're wet. Quickly change your clothes and dry your hair." Chi Jiao could roughly guess that Quan Jue didn't have an umbrella. Her heart warmed at the thought of him buying medicine for her in the rain.
Quan Jue nodded. "Then, you can sleep for a while. I'll wake you up after I've made something delicious."
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He returned to his room and quickly changed his clothes before going to the kitchen.
Aunt Zhou didn't go to rest. Instead, she was cooking a fish and preparing to make some fish soup for Chi Jiao to nourish her body.
"Aunt Zhou, let me do it," Quan Jue said as he walked to her side.
Aunt Zhou looked at Quan Jue in surprise. She had just arrived at this house and didn't know what was going on with Quan Jue. However, from Quan Jue's indescribably noble aura, her intuition told her that this young man in front of her shouldn't know how to cook.
"Young Master, let me do it. Please go and rest. "Aunt Zhou said.
Quan Jue placed the things he was carrying on the table and said to Auntie Zhou, "It's fine. Go and rest. Leave it to me. “
The young man's tone left no room for discussion. Aunt Zhou could only leave the kitchen.
Quan Jue had originally bought a fresh fish and egg noodles from the supermarket to make a bowl of fresh fish noodles for Chi Jiao.
Now that Aunt Zhou had finished cooking the fish, it saved him a lot of time.
After Aunt Zhou left the kitchen, she still felt uneasy. From time to time, she would stand at the kitchen door and look inside.
Aunt Zhou saw the young man's busy figure in the kitchen.
Regardless of whether it was cutting vegetables or slicing fish, the young man did it skillfully and naturally. There was an indescribable elegance in his movements.
It was obvious that he often cooked.
The fish soup had to be boiled until it was milky white. After about an hour, Quan Jue finally finished a bowl of fresh fish noodles.
Instantly, the entire kitchen was filled with a fresh fragrance.
Just smelling the fragrance was enough to whet one's appetite.
To prevent Chi Jiao from being picky, Quan Jue even placed two slices of ham and heated up a bottle of strawberry yogurt for her.
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