The man extended the egg toward her mouth.
His movements were assertively indisputable, and Su Zhiruan didn't insist, gently biting into the egg with his help.
Ji Xiaoyuan watched the girl's actions, and for a moment, he was a bit lost in thought.
Her skin was very white and delicate, unlike the tanned complexions of farm girls who worked frequently in the village. Her lips were red and her teeth white. The tender egg white against her lips made her skin seem just as fine and flawless, without a blemish.
After Su Zhiruan finished the egg, seeing the man intending to bring another, she hurriedly shook her head, "I really can't eat any more."
"I'll help you lie down," Ji Xiaoyuan set the egg down, reached out to support her slender and delicate back, and let her lie down slowly.
Su Zhiruan's legs were currently immovable, but since they had been set properly, she at least could start to feel some pain.
