Hearing Mo Xixi's words, Ling Ziqian gave her a look that she could experience for herself. Mo Xixi's eyes immediately shot up as if she didn't see anything.

"So many things." Ling Ziqian couldn't help but complain, and Mo Xixi couldn't help but secretly laugh, feeling very fortunate.

Although Ling Ziqian said this, he got up and went downstairs. Mo Xixi, who was originally confident that Ling Ziqian would never come back, was humming a song. Who would have thought that after a while, Ling Ziqian would bring up another bowl of hot porridge.

At that moment, Mo Xixi refused in her heart and stared blankly at Ling Ziqian. "Well, what, can you do it for me?" He asked tentatively. Although he knew that it was impossible, it was better to try than not to try.

Who knew that Ling Ziqian would actually nod his head and pass the porridge to Mo Xixi, "Well, you can do it yourself!"

If he gave it back to Mo Xixi, Mo Xixi wouldn't be able to eat anything. She was already so thin. She could only eat porridge these few days after she was discharged from the hospital. If she didn't eat, Mo Xixi wouldn't be worried. He would be worried to death. Now, he finally understood the Emperor's intention of not panicking the eunuch.

Hearing Ling Ziqian's words, Mo Xixi was stunned for a moment. Obviously, she was very disbelieving. Then, she immediately picked up the porridge, afraid that Ling Ziqian would go back on his word.

It was not easy for him to say such words. He had to seize this opportunity, or else he would go back on his word and cry to someone.

As a result, because the porridge was too hot, Mo Xixi had just picked it up when it was scalded to her fingers. She shouted and almost spilled the porridge. She hurriedly put the porridge back to its original position.

Mo Xixi put the porridge back and hurriedly blew on her fingers, causing tears to come out of her eyes, as if they were bubbling.

Ling Ziqian was shocked. Without thinking much, he directly picked Mo Xixi up. Mo Xixi cried out in alarm. Before she could react, Ling Ziqian had already entered the bathroom.

Ling Ziqian placed Mo Xi Xi on the sink, grabbed Mo Xi Xi's hand and placed it under the tap. He turned on the water and used the cold water to rush towards Mo Xi Xi's scalded fingers. The pain gradually disappeared. After doing this, Ling Ziqian raised his eyes to look at Mo Xixi and worriedly said, "Why aren't you careful?"

Mo Xixi looked pitiful, "Ling Ziqian, I'm actually fine, I don't feel any pain …" Before she could finish speaking, Ling Ziqian removed her finger from the water.

Her fingers couldn't touch the water, so Mo Xixi was stunned for a moment. After pausing for a few seconds, a stinging pain came from her fingers, and Mo Xixi's tears immediately flowed out of her eyes.

"It hurts …" Mo Xixi no longer wanted to lose face, and she was so painful that even her voice changed.

"Your fingers are blistering. Can you not hurt?!" Ling Ziqian hurriedly put Mo Xixi's hand back into the water and didn't forget to teach Mo Xixi a lesson, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Hearing Ling Ziqian's words, Mo Xixi didn't have to do so much. She hurriedly nodded in tears, "I was wrong, I was wrong."

Actually, she didn't know why she was wrong. Wasn't it just a porridge that scalded her fingers? The Great God in front of him didn't hurt much, so why did he feel even more excited than her?

He was enough. Anyway, she was wrong. Why didn't he say that he gave her such hot porridge?

Speaking of which, why didn't Ling Ziqian feel hot? What is his hand made of? He was clearly burning to death, okay? Why was he holding it so steadily?

It's terrible. Why did you suddenly think so much? It seems like you're really hot and confused …

Ling Ziqian rolled his eyes at Mo Xixi and adjusted his mood, "Take it yourself. I'll go get the medicine."

"Mm-hmm." Mo Xixi hurriedly nodded and turned the tap water up a little.

Seeing Mo Xixi nod, Ling Ziqian turned around and left. He rummaged through the cabinets and finally found the scald medicine. Ling Ziqian called someone to send some over and turned back to the bathroom.

Opening the door and entering, Mo Xixi was still rushing towards her fingers with water. Seeing Ling Ziqian walk in, she hurriedly raised her eyes to look at Ling Ziqian.

Ling Ziqian walked straight to Mo Xixi's side, carried Mo Xixi down from the pool, gently placed him on the ground, and gently grabbed Mo Xixi's hand and soaked it in the water with his right hand.

Due to the difference in height, Mo Xixi only touched Ling Ziqian's chest at the back of her head. It was as if she was surrounded by Ling Ziqian. For a moment, she felt a little bit. Just like that, she was grabbed by Ling Ziqian and even forgot the pain.

Suddenly, she felt that Ling Ziqian was here. It was great. So handsome, she could treat it as a visual experience. Furthermore, she was very considerate. Although she always scolded her, it was all for her own good. Therefore, she would not blame Ling Ziqian. Ling Ziqian told her not to speak, so she did not speak.

After rushing for a while, Ling Ziqian took out Mo Xixi's hand. Mo Xixi sucked in a breath of cold air in pain before regaining her senses.

"Endure." Ling Ziqian said indifferently to Mo Xixi, his brows knitted tightly.

Hearing Ling Ziqian's words, Mo Xixi was stunned for a moment, and then she nodded forcefully. No matter what, Ling Ziqian would not harm her, right?

Wipe the water off Mo Xixi's hands with a dry towel, apply the scalding medicine evenly on Mo Xixi's fingers, and finally use a band-aid to finish all of this.

"Is it still painful?" After Ling Ziqian finished doing this, he looked up at Mo Xixi, only to find that Mo Xixi had been staring at her for a moment.

Mo Xixi was also revived by Ling Ziqian's gaze. She hurriedly lowered her head and her cheeks flushed red.

Mo Xixi didn't dare to look up at Ling Ziqian and lowered her head to say, "Mm, good, much better, only a little pain …"

Hearing Mo Xixi's words, Ling Ziqian was relieved. He nodded and put down the medicine in his hand. He reached out and touched Mo Xixi's head with an indescribable gentleness, "Mm, it doesn't hurt much. I'll be fine after a few more doses later."

"Yes." Mo Xixi nodded and didn't say anything else.

Ling Ziqian raised his eyes to look at Mo Xixi, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

The two of them remained silent. Neither of them spoke. In the end, Mo Xixi was the first to break the silence. She slowly walked out of the bathroom. Ling Ziqian felt that it was strange, and he felt that Ling Ziqian was much gentler.

Compared to when Mo Xixi had just been burned, Ling Ziqian's rage was much softer now. In any case, he was no longer as irritable as before. Mo Xixi felt that this was good, and she liked it very much.

Mo Xixi just felt that she really liked Ling Ziqian. Regardless of whether it was him who had a bad temper or him who was very gentle, Mo Xixi liked him very much. Thinking of this, Mo Xixi's face turned a strange flush.

After returning to his bed and sitting down, Ling Ziqian also walked out of the bathroom and came to Mo Xixi's side. Looking at the bowl of porridge on the bedside table, the culprit who had just burned Mo Xixi's hand, Ling Ziqian remembered that Mo Xixi had not eaten anything at all.

"This bowl of porridge is cold. I'll bring you another bowl. It's delicious this time." Ling Ziqian said indifferently to Mo Xixi.

Hearing Ling Ziqian's words, Mo Xixi was stunned for a moment. Then, she subconsciously looked at the bowl of porridge. After thinking for a while, she looked up at Ling Ziqian and said, "Otherwise, you should feed it to me."

Ling Ziqian was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with disbelief. He stared blankly at Mo Xixi, as if he wanted to hear her repeat it. Just now, he had clearly been clamoring to stop him from feeding him, but now, he had changed his mind.

Looking at Ling Ziqian's expression, Mo Xixi chuckled, "What? You don't want to?"

Ling Ziqian also laughed. His beautiful peach blossom eyes stared fixedly at Mo Xixi. His hands were crossed around his chest, and his index finger was still on his arm. His eyes were filled with doubt, "Are you sure that if I feed you a drink, you'll have a good drink?"

Hearing Ling Ziqian's words, Mo Xixi knew that she had succeeded. She smiled and stared at Ling Ziqian with her bright eyes. She already knew that no matter what she said, Ling Ziqian would agree.

Before Ling Ziqian could speak, Mo Xixi waved her burned finger in front of Ling Ziqian, looking very arrogant. "See? I'm an injured person now! My finger is injured. I can't eat by myself."

Looking at Mo Xixi's fingers, Ling Ziqian frowned slightly. A moment later, he said in a deep voice, "Do your hands still hurt?"

Listening to Ling Ziqian's concerned words, her beautiful voice was very sexy. It suddenly entered Mo Xixi's ears. Mo Xixi was overwhelmed by the lightning and was stunned for a moment.

"Pain!" In order to trick Ling Ziqian into feeding him porridge, Mo Xixi Hao did not hesitate to say that her fingers were still very painful.

Hearing Mo Xixi's words, Ling Ziqian frowned and didn't say anything else. He got up the porridge on the bedside table and prepared to go downstairs to exchange for a bowl of hot porridge.

Mo Xixi was stunned for a moment before she hurriedly called Ling Ziqian, "What are you doing?"

Hearing Mo Xixi's words, Ling Ziqian's footsteps stopped. He slowly turned around and looked at Mo Xixi. He then looked at the porridge in his hand and looked into Mo Xixi's eyes. "What do you think? Of course I'm going to change a bowl of porridge. This bowl of porridge is already cold."

Mo Xixi was stunned for a moment, then she said to Ling Ziqian, "No need, this porridge isn't cold. It was just that hot. It didn't take long, how could it be cold?"

But Ling Ziqian insisted on going downstairs to change a bowl of porridge before coming up, so Mo Xixi could not stop him anymore, so she could only let him go.

When Ling Ziqian's figure disappeared at the door of Mo Xixi's room, Mo Xixi's eyes suddenly dimmed. She felt that Ling Ziqian had done too much for her.

When Ling Ziqian came up again, Mo Xixi was sitting on the bed in a daze. Ling Ziqian glanced at her and didn't say anything. He sat down to his bed to feed her porridge. Mo Xixi stared blankly at Ling Ziqian. Ling Ziqian fed her a mouthful and she ate a mouthful without saying anything.

Very quickly, Mo Xixi finished a bowl of porridge. Ling Ziqian looked at the empty bowl with satisfaction and nodded. He could not help but praise Mo Xixi, "Mm, how obedient."

Being praised by Ling Ziqian was a little embarrassing. Mo Xixi glanced to the side and didn't look at Ling Ziqian's eyes. She didn't want to see Ling Ziqian blushing and her heart beating again. She couldn't blame her. If she blamed Ling Ziqian, she could only blame him for being too monstrous. Once she went out, she would fall for tens of millions of girls.

It was reasonable for Mo Xixi to be infatuated with him, so there was nothing strange about it. Besides, didn't Ling Ziqian also like her? It's mutual.

Although Mo Xixi also wanted to be nice to Ling Ziqian and think about what she could do for him, even if Mo Xixi wanted to break her head, she couldn't think of any way she could help Ling Ziqian.

Actually, as long as she didn't help, Ling Ziqian would be thankful. Suddenly, Mo Xixi felt that she was useless, but why did he still like her?

Forget it, I don't want to. It's useless to think about it. Mo Xixi patted her head with her palm. She likes something. How could there be an answer to such a thing?

Mo Xixi was deeply sorry for her uselessness. She thought that it should be difficult to apologize to Ling Ziqian. She thought about it in her mind and was about to speak when Ling Ziqian spoke to her first.

"I'm sorry." Ling Ziqian whispered.

Hearing Ling Ziqian's words, Mo Xixi was stunned. Why did he say sorry? Shouldn't she be the one to say sorry?

Mo Xixi was puzzled, so she hesitated for a moment, bit her lower lip, and slowly said, "Ling Ziqian, you … why did you say sorry?"