Chapter 39
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Shen Wanqing went upstairs. Her expression was calm as she opened the door.
When she walked over, the young man had already sat up and was leaning against a large and soft pillow.
Shen Wanqing's gaze landed on the bowl on the table beside the bed. The soup was rich and fragrant with green onions sprinkled on it. It was very tempting.
However, the young man on the bed had his head lowered. His soft hair covered his eyes and she couldn't see his expression.
He seemed to be completely unmoved.
"Aren't you feeling unwell from hunger? Why aren't you eating? "
Shen Wanqing dragged a stool over and sat on it lazily.
The young man leaned against the pillow. His pajamas were loose and one side was draped loosely over his shoulders, revealing his delicate collarbones and fair shoulders.
However, the young man didn't seem to be aware of it. He slowly raised his head. The hair on his forehead was scattered and half covered his black eyes.
The young man's facial features were exquisite. From his brow bone to the bridge of his nose, they were perfectly straight. However, his face was pale and his lips were devoid of blood.
There was a thin layer of clear mist in his black pupils, and his pale thin lips were tightly pursed. He looked pitiful, and also a little sickly and fragile.
Jiang Yanci lowered his eyes and gently moved his right hand that was on an IV drip.
His voice was soft and pitiful.
"I can't move. If I move, my blood will recover …"
Shen Wanqing followed his words and looked down.
Oh, his blood was really recovering.
The young man's fingers were slender and the shape of his knuckles was beautiful. The back of his hand seemed to be glowing white and the green blood vessels were clearly visible.
The sharp tip of the needle pierced into the blood vessels. The long needle was connected to the IV tube and there was a finger-long drop of red blood mixed with the transparent liquid medicine.
Just looking at her made one feel pity for her.
Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows and looked up. Suddenly, she barged into the pair of deep black eyes.
His black pupils were covered by long and thick eyelashes. The fair-skinned young man's long eyelashes fluttered as he stared at her.
As he fluttered his eyelashes, a little mist appeared on his eyelashes. His black eyes seemed to moisten a little.
Shen Wanqing narrowed her eyes and stared at her for a few seconds. Then she looked away and said coldly, "Didn't your brother come up to feed you just now?"
Little liar, you still want to lie to me?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yanci frowned slightly. His face was pale to begin with, and now that he was frowning, one could not help but feel sorry for him.
"I don't want Second Brother to feed me. I only want Qingqing to feed me. If Qingqing doesn't feed me, I won't eat!" As he spoke, the usually well-behaved boy in front of her turned his head away, looking a little peeved.
Shen Wanqing turned her head in surprise, only to see the young man's fair cheeks slowly puffing up.
The surprised Shen Wanqing:???
She stared at it for a while, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that it looked like a blowfish.
An image suddenly appeared in his mind.
The young man puffed up his cheeks like a blowfish: Hurry up and coax me, I'm fierce!
Suddenly, Shen Wanqing let out a low chuckle. Her clear and melodious laughter rang out from her throat.
She could not help but lean over. The faint milky fragrance suddenly attacked Jiang Yanci. In the next second, he felt Shen Wanqing's slightly cold fingertips gently poking his cheek.
The young man turned his head away and pouted, his brows slightly furrowed.
He was still angry!
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