Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Work was always much simpler when the client got ill.
Bai Zhou refused to return to his room after drinking the medicine. He insisted on having the sofa dragged to a spot close to the kitchen before nestling in it with a thick blanket. He lay there as he watched Ji Fanyin prepare a pot of porridge.
Ji Fanyin thought that porridge was truly all-purpose. Be it Song Shiyu’s fever or Bai Zhou’s gastric pain, all she had to do was to prepare a pot of porridge for them.
She added bits of egg into the porridge and seasoned it with a sprinkle of salt. While she was serving the porridge, she thought of a cold joke: Zhouzhou eating zhou (porridge).
Bai Zhou sat up with the blanket wrapped around his body. His hand crept out from the blanket to reach for the porridge, only to swiftly retreat into its dark recesses the next moment. He looked at Ji Fanyin and whimpered, “Big sis.”
“Your hand hurts too?”
“It hurts,” Bai Zhou lied without even batting an eyelid.
Left with no choice, Ji Fanyin placed the bowl by the side and said, “It’s still too hot. Let it cool down a little before you dig in.”
She wondered if Ji Xinxin would tolerate such behavior.
Hm… I guess she would.
Anyone who had played otome games would know that ‘falling ill’ was an extremely important event. Illness tended to weaken a person's body and heart, making it much easier to win affection points.
… Though Ji Fanyin wanted none of Bai Zhou’s affection points.
“…” Bai Zhou silently stared at the bowl on the table for a few seconds before putting on a stern look and demanding, “Ji Fanyin, this is my request. You’ve accepted my money; you ought to fulfill my request.”
Ji Fanyin replied helplessly, “It’s still scalding hot. I’ll feed you once it cools down a little, alright?”
Bai Zhou turned his head away.
A few minutes later, Ji Fanyin began feeding Bai Zhou spoon by spoon. Following that, she had to coax the little child, who threw a tantrum about not wanting to waste his vacation, into brushing his teeth and heading back to bed.
With that, she was finally do
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