Yan Yan raised an eyebrow slightly at the sight.
He didn’t expect a heat pack to have that kind of effect.
It seems Wang Ma is indeed very experienced in this area.
Wang Ma did not disappoint. After a while, she brought over a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea.
Yan Yan patted the small head in his embrace and spoke: "Get up and drink something."
Yun Qiluo rubbed her small face against his leg: "Mmm..." Her soft voice was unclear, "No, my stomach still hurts."
"It won’t hurt after you drink it."
The young girl pouted her lips: "Then feed it to me."
This little thing is getting more and more spoiled.
He originally wanted to insist she get up and drink, but seeing her in pain and discomfort, curled up under the covers with her head resting on his leg, refusing to move.
He had no choice but to help her sit up and let her lean against him.
Then he took Wang Ma’s ginger tea and spoonfed her mouthful by mouthful.
For the first time, Yan Yan felt somewhat clumsy and awkward holding the spoon.
In his twenty-two years of life, he never thought he’d do something .
Holding a girl, helping her warm her stomach, and even serving her drinks...
Yun Qiluo first took a tentative sip.
Then she couldn’t help but scrunch her little face.
It’s so spicy, such a strange taste. Although it’s sweet, she really doesn’t flavor!
But once it was in her stomach, she felt much more comfortable.
So, she closed her eyes and forced herself to drink it despite disliking the taste.
Seeing her face of determination, Yan Yan couldn’t help but chuckle, as if he were feeding her poison.
His hand unconsciously slowed down considerably, afraid she might choke later and cause a scene.
Wang Ma stood by side happily watching Yan Yan feed Yun Qiluo for a long while.
Her mouth almost reached her ears in a smile.
She watched for a good long while, only looking away when Yan Yan lifted his gaze towards her, realizing her impoliteness and quickly lowering her eyes.
But the aunt-like smile on her lips just couldn’t be hidden.
The master really is very different from before now.
When had anyone ever seen him being so patient and gentle with someone?
With Miss Yun around, even the master has become much more humane.
Yan Yan finally managed to feed Yun Qiluo the entire bowl before handing the empty bowl to Wang Ma.
Wang Ma was about to leave, but paused at the door when something came to mind.
"Sir, tonight’s dinner..."
Yan Yan glanced down at the pale and lethargic young girl in his arms.
After considering for a moment, he said, "Serve it up for her to eat."
Wang Ma quickly nodded and replied: "Okay."
After Wang Ma left, Yan Yan reached out and patted her head.
"Hmm, it doesn’t seem to hurt as much now."
Yun Qiluo’s frown wasn’t as tight anymore, and she looked a bit better.
She praised: "Wang Ma is really amazing."
Though the drink was hard to swallow, it was effective after all.
Yan Yan gazed down at her, weak yet docile like a cat.
In his long, slender phoenix eyes, there was a depth unfathomable, yet glimpses of tenderness.
But he coldly asked: "Will you still eat ice cream in the future?"
Yun Qiluo obediently shook her head: "I won’t."
After speaking, seeing the man’s expression soften a bit, she softly negotiated: "Maybe occasionally... just a little bit is okay?"
Yan Yan refused flatly: "No."
Yun Qiluo felt defiant: "I don’t come every day."