Bei Yiyi didn't know what he meant by "hungry" right now, so she just looked at him without responding.
Wu Yao knew what she was thinking, and a slight smile tugged at his attractive lips, "Don't get the wrong idea, I'm just hungry, very hungry. Yiyi, I want to eat the food you cook."
Bei Yiyi glared at him, "Then wait here!"
This time, Wu Yao didn't stop her, watching her leave the bedroom to get busy.
Soon, Bei Yiyi came into the bedroom carrying a cup of warm water and some fever medicine, "Take the medicine first."
Wu Yao propped himself up on his arms, attempting to get up, but halfway through, his tall frame heavily fell back onto the bed. Looking weak, he said, "Yiyi, I have no strength, can't get up, help me." "..." Hearing this, Bei Yiyi instantly looked shocked, scrutinizing him.
