Qiao Yu sat to one side, watching her eat, and he was genuinely worried, "That's enough, enough! Don't eat so much! You're still running a fever! Once you get better, I'll call a barbecue master to come home and cook for you!"
Gu Xiaomo put the barbecue skewer she'd finished into Qiao Yu's mouth, "You talk too much!!"
Then she picked up a new skewer and started eating.
Watching her eat the skewers, Qiao Yu was both thrilled and worried.
But he was helpless.
He simply couldn't refuse any of her requests.
As soon as she finished eating, he immediately called a doctor to check on her.
The doctor said her condition was improving, and only then did he relax.
"Sweetheart, rinse your mouth!" Seeing Gu Xiaomo lying down to sleep, Qiao Yu brought over a basin and a cup.
Gu Xiaomo lay down and was too lazy to move, "What, are you disgusted by me?"
