Worrying that she might get up and walk around, the bedroom had nothing but a bed and a table.
So she reached the table in front with no obstruction along the way.
She felt a surge of joy in her heart, knowing that she had succeeded.
Her hand continued to explore the table, first touching a cup.
When her hand touched the teapot, it instantly retracted from the scalding touch.
The water inside the teapot was hot.
Although she couldn't see, she knew her fingers must have turned very red.
She blew on her hot fingers and carefully reached out to pick up the teapot, then carefully poured it into the teacup.
Everything went smoothly as she did this, as if her eyes were fine.
After finishing her tea, Feng Yueya turned around happily, not expecting to trip over a table leg. With that, she pulled the table with her.
The teapot on the table was knocked over, and the boiling hot tea poured down the table onto her leg.
