"I'll do it!"
Moses reached out his large hand and took the orange from her, split it into halves.
He peeled it, carefully cleaned off the white fibers until each segment was spotless, and then placed it in her palm.
"Eat it."
"Thank you!"
Yu Yao expressed her gratitude and popped a segment of orange into her mouth.
Suddenly, her mouth was filled with sourness.
Her eyes heated up, and she felt like crying.
She quickly took a breath, forcefully suppressing that emotion.
What was going on?
Someone who was usually cheerful had suddenly become so sentimental; if he saw, it would surely become a joke.
It's just an injury, is there any need to cry?
Suppressing the tears, she chewed the orange forcefully, turned her face, and smiled bravely.
"Mr. Moses is so busy, there's no need to always visit me; I'm alright here."
"I'll leave after peeling this orange for you."
The man bent over, earnestly peeling the orange in his hand.
