The bowl of porridge quickly went down her stomach, and Cha Qing Luo felt her body warm up.
Nan jiateng looked at Cha Qingluo's expectant eyes and wanted to continue feeding her porridge. However, Cha Qingluo's gastroenteritis was so bad last night that she couldn't eat too much now that she had woken up.
"Be good. I'll feed you when you're better."
Cha Qing Luo pouted.
Nan jiateng lowered his head and gently kissed her on the lips. Then, he touched her hair."Be good, okay?"
Cha Qing Luo giggled, then leaned her head on Nan jiateng's shoulder."Jiateng, I'm very happy."
"Call me hubby."
"Hubby."
They would only say that when they were very intimate in private.
When Nan jiateng heard this form of address, his eyes glowed with a gentle light. He lowered his head and kissed Cha Qingluo's forehead."Rest first. I'll take you home later."
"Alright," he said.
After Cha Qing Luo rested for a while, Nan jiateng took her home.
