Just as Xiaoxiao was thinking about the rarity of a pure-hearted husband, she saw him thrust the dicine bowl at her again, "Drink it quickly!"
"..." Persistent as ever, she didn’t know what to say to him anymore.
"I won’t drink it, it’s too bitter! And I’m not sick at all!" How could she, a person who struggles with taking dicine, ever drink it! Besides, she really didn’t feel her health was suffering—she had gained a full twenty pounds! That must be a sign of a quack doctor.
"Drink it quickly!" Yang Ming simply wouldn’t listen, just holding the dicine bowl steady, convinced that his wife had fainted because she was in poor health, and she must be treated.
"I said no!"
So, the two of them reached a deadlock. Xiaoxiao really didn’t want to drink it, she hated being controlled by others, she had always done as she pleased, and she would definitely not do sothing she didn’t want to do.
She had clearly expressed her wishes, but Yang Ming was still urging her to drink. She was so angry she didn’t know where the strength ca from, but with a wave of her hand, she knocked the dicine bowl to the ground.
Listening to the sound of the dicine bowl shattering, the argunt ca to a halt, and the room went suddenly quiet. She watched as her cheap husband squatted down to clean up the broken bowl and the spilled dicine, then left the house.
"..." What was he doing now?
She heard the sounds of fire being made in the outer room, accompanied by the occasional waft of the scent of dicine—her whole being felt upset. Why was her cheap husband still persisting? That sll of the dicine made her want to vomit.
The dicine was finally ready, and Yang Ming brought it into the room, just like before, presenting it to his wife, "Drink it quickly!"
"..." Couldn’t he change his lines? She was tired of hearing the sa sentence over and over again!
"I won’t drink it! Take it away!"
Why wouldn’t his wife agree to drink the dicine? If she didn’t, how would she get better? Yang Ming thought hard and decided he had no choice but to use the thod from before? No, it wouldn’t work; she was awake now, and she was so adverse to him, she would never allow it. Maybe scare her a little then.
"If you don’t drink it, I’ll feed it to you just like before, and then you’ll drink it!"
"..." Before? How on earth did she drink the dicine before? She was unconscious, she didn’t know anything, "How did you feed it to before?"
"Mouth to mouth!"
"..." Xiaoxiao imdiately covered her mouth with both hands in shock! Mouth to mouth? Her first kiss of so many years had vanished like that? And it had happened without her even being conscious, what was the taste of her long-anticipated first kiss?
"Yang Ming, you bastard!"
"So, will you drink it now?"
"..." Xiaoxiao felt she had never been so easily defeated, but considering her cheap husband’s persistence in making her take the dicine, it really was possible he would continue in the sa way. So she conceded, "You win, I give in."
Xiaoxiao took the dicine bowl, pinched her nose, and gulped it down in one go, "Cough, cough!" It really was too bitter, she truly felt like vomiting, the dicine causing her to keep coughing.
When she looked up, she saw her cheap husband handing her a piece of rock candy, "Here, eat this! It’ll take the bitterness away!"
"..." A slap followed by a sweet date, what a tactic.
Because her first kiss was gone, she found everything about Yang Ming displeasing now, even though she knew that he was doing this for her own good—she was still very angry.
"Yang Ming, without my permission from now on, you are not to kiss , not to hold my hand, not to hug . In short, you are not to have any physical contact with , please stay at least two ters away."
"..." He had been rejected by his wife so thoroughly, how much must she dislike him, to ask him to stay two ters away!
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