597: It Will Definitely Suit Me Since You Picked It Out For Me

It Will Definitely Suit Me Since You Picked It Out For Me

"After you're done eating, you can sleep as long as you want. Alright?"0

"Annoying." Qiao Mianmian turned to back-face him and used a pillow to cover her head. Her voice was muffled. "No, take the food away. I don't want to eat it. I only want to sleep."

"You have to eat."

Mo Yesi pondered for a bit. He then placed the food at the side and went over to carry her. "Mianmian, be good and don't throw a temper. I ordered your favorite dish. Please eat a little, alright?"

"I don't want to…"

"Not listening to me?" Mo Yesi continued to coax her, but he did not succeed and sighed helplessly.

He had to try another method. Despite her resistance, he forcefully carried her off the bed.

Qiao Mianmian was exhausted and had no energy left.

She simply had no appetite.

She just wanted to sleep.

But he couldn't even fulfill her small request.

How could there be such an annoying man?

She was already fuming when he woke her up. When he dragged her out of bed, her anger peaked.

She grabbed Mo Yesi's hand and bit him.

"Ow."

He furrowed his brows slightly and let out a soft grunt.

Looking down, he saw a bite mark with some blood.

He did not pay much attention to it and reached for the lunch box. He opened it and tried to feed her.

"Baby. If you're angry you can scold or bite me, but you have to eat," Mo Yesi said gently. "My heart aches if I see you go hungry. Come, let me feed you."

With that bite, Qiao Mianmian almost exhausted all her energy.

She immediately started to regret it.

Looking at the bloody bite mark, she wallowed in guilt and despair.

"Sorry," she said softly while biting her lips. Her eyes quivered nervously.

Like a child who had done something wrong.

"Is it very painful?"

"No." Mo Yesi tried to feed her again. "If you feel sorry and want to apologize, eat."

This time, Qiao Mianmian was obedient.

Still feeling guilty, she cooperated and ate.

Mo Yesi smiled, while taking another spoonful, and said, "Good girl. Eat more."

Feeling uneasy, she reached out and said, "I can eat by myself."

She felt like a sick patient who was unable to move by herself.

She was embarrassed.

And felt a little uncomfortable.

He ignored her and used the spoon to lightly touch her lips, commanding, "Let me feed you."

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