Because she was lying on the bed to rest, despite tidying up a bit before, she still didn't look very presentable.
Zhao Jiangning's long hair draped over her shoulders, her slightly loose skirt wrapping around her graceful figure. The slightly weary expression made her appear even more tender and radiant.
Due to having been married, she carried a charm that other women did not possess.
Listening to his gentle words and looking at the spoon brought to her lips, her face flushed red, her heart pounding like a frightened deer.
Especially with the strong masculine scent from the other party, she was even more flustered: "You... what exactly do you want? If... if you mess around, I'll... I'll shout for someone."
"I have no intention of offending the princess, I just heard you weren't feeling well, so I came to check on you..." Chen Mo smiled slightly, then said, "Come on, open your mouth."
