Gong Juechen lit up the mont he saw her, enthusiastically waving her over: "Zhizhi, you’re back just in ti! Hurry up and eat this before it gets cold—it won’t taste good if it’s cold."
It was dicinal food, the colder it got, the more bitter it beca. Eating it hot was definitely better.
"Didn’t you say yesterday that I was done and didn’t need to eat it anymore?" Ye Zhi complained. After days of eating dicinal als, her mouth was filled with a lingering taste of dicine. No matter how much she brushed her teeth, she couldn’t get rid of it.
Although she knew he ant well, she still wasn’t happy about it. Because of these als, she had to brush her teeth several extra tis a day. And still, the dicinal taste in her mouth refused to go away!
"This is the last round of dicine, I promise~" Gong Juechen grinned cheekily as he pulled Ye Zhi to sit at the table, sliding the dicinal dish in front of her and urging her to eat.
He even picked up the chopsticks and shoved them into Ye Zhi’s hand.
Ye Zhi held the chopsticks but didn’t move. Instead, she looked at him and said, "You said the sa thing yesterday."
"Zhizhi, this really is the last dose of dicine!"
"You also said the sa thing the day before yesterday."
"Zhizhi, it truly is the last dose." Gong Juechen put on his most earnest "look at my sincere little eyes" expression.
As he leaned closer, Ye Zhi didn’t hesitate to raise her hand and slap his face, pushing it away as she said with conviction, "I’ll eat this one ti, but tomorrow you better not even dream of making eat it again."
She paused, then added, "I even had a nosebleed this morning—probably because you’ve overdone it with the supplents."
Upon hearing this, Gong Juechen imdiately grabbed her chopsticks, stopping her from eating, and asked, "You really had a nosebleed this morning?"
"Why would I lie about sothing like that?" Ye Zhi glared at him, fed up. If it weren’t for his persistent pestering every ti she refused, she absolutely wouldn’t have eaten any of it.
Gong Juechen calculated that her body had probably been nourished enough by now and shouldn’t be over-supplented—that wouldn’t be good.
So, he didn’t press further about whether Ye Zhi’s nosebleed was real. He quickly snatched her chopsticks again and piled all the dicinal food back onto the tray.
"Zhizhi, you don’t need to eat this anymore. Wait for , I’ll make sothing to help you cool down instead." With that, without waiting for her response, Gong Juechen carried the tray of dicinal food and made his exit.
"No need for that—I’ll just eat at the cafeteria," Ye Zhi called out after him. At this mont, she didn’t mind the diocre food at the cafeteria; she was genuinely worried Gong Juechen would whip up so other dicinal al for cooling purposes.
Gong Juechen appeared to pick up on the underlying tone of her words. Just as he reached the tent’s exit, he turned his head back and smiled at Ye Zhi: "I won’t add any dicinal herbs—I’ll just make cooling dishes for you."
His smile was a slight, casual grin.
Gong Juechen was already ridiculously attractive, but that subtle smile made his face even more dazzling. Paired with those flirtatious, electric eyes that seed capable of sending sparks flying at any mont, he now radiated a breathtaking kind of brilliance.
Ye Zhi found herself montarily dazed by his smile, her rare fleeting lapse of focus betraying her admiration for how stunning Gong Juechen looked in that mont.
Absolutely stunning...
Realizing what she was thinking, Ye Zhi snapped back to her senses. Her face flushed bright red just as Gong Juechen stepped out of her tent.
"Thank goodness he didn’t see..." Ye Zhi muttered to herself softly as she used her hand to fan her burning cheeks, trying to cool herself down.
But still...
How could she be swooning over him?
Had she just been swooning over him?
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