Another bowl? Are you kidding me?
Yun Ran snapped out of her daze, quickly shaking her head, "No, no, I don't want it!"
Nangong Mo looked at her hastily denying demeanor, a hint of amusement in his eyes, as he gently wiped the droplets on the corner of her mouth, speaking softly, "Hmm, I know."
You know and still ask? You're doing it on purpose, right?
Yun Ran was just about to tease him when he fed her a piece of candied fruit.
It was the green plum flavor she liked, tart and sweet without being overpowering.
"Alright then! I won't scold you."
"Thank you, dear wife, for being merciful."
"..." Yun Ran rolled her eyes at him speechlessly, waving her hand, "Alright, I'm tired, you can go now!"
Watching her lie down, Nangong Mo immediately drew the quilt over her but his gaze lingered on her face with a hint of worry, and he asked softly, "Are you really alright? No more pain?"
"Pretty much alright, you tidy up and get some sleep quickly, staying up late makes you ugly!"
