Chapter 893 - A Domineering Kiss (1/2)

Seeing the man walk out from the bathroom, An Feng immediately felt a heavy awkwardness wash over her. Although she was not young anymore, she still flushed from seeing such a visually impactful image.

The man, however, was indifferent as he walked past An Feng.

There was a layer of moisture on him still, and when he pa.s.sed by An Feng, she only felt a gust of wind blowing past her, her heart panicking slightly.

Helian Xiao walked towards the leather luggage that was placed on the floor, taking out a s.h.i.+rt from inside to put it on.

When he lifted his arms, his abdomen muscles were even more well-defined, his back and shoulder muscles looking even more s.e.xy and taut.

After he was done wearing his s.h.i.+rt, he glanced at An Feng. “My s.h.i.+rt was wet from the sweat, so I went to take a shower.”

An Feng regained her senses and nodded, before pointing at the bed stand. “I’ve placed the medicine and water there. You should rest early!”

When An Feng had walked to the door, the man’s rich and magnetic voice rang from behind her. “Did you go down to cook something?”

An Feng didn’t have the chance to reply before she heard him saying again. “Can you help me make some food as well?”

“Alright.”

Anyone who came were guests. Besides, he did let their family take his private plane. It was the least she could do.

…

An Feng cooked some of the wonton she had made before they went traveling. Once they were done, she sprinkled some diced onions and placed several pieces of vegetables inside.

She brought Helian Xiao’s portion up to him first.

She stood in front of the door, knocking on the door, but like before, no one responded.

Had he fallen asleep?

She knocked the door a few more times before she heard a voice to tell her to go in.

An Feng brought the bowl of wontons into the room.

The man was half-lying on the bed, his head leaning against the back of the bed with his eyes closed. His chest was heaving slightly, his expression indifferent and An Feng could not tell if he had fallen asleep or if the fever had made him delirious.

Seeing that the medicine she had brought was still placed on the bed stand, with only one third of the water gone, An Feng furrowed her eyebrows unconsciously.

He was already so old, did he not know how to take medicine?

An Feng placed the bowl of wontons on the bed stand, before taking out the flu medicine from its box. She asked softly, “Mr Helian, why didn’t you take your medicine?”

The man didn’t speak.

An Feng’s eyes landed on his well-defined face, recalling the moment he leaned towards her during the day… Her heart seemed to skip a beat.

However, she seemed to have thought of something else, her eyes moving away onto his right wrist.

His sleeve had covered his right wrist, so An Feng could not see anything.

She sucked in a deep breath, before she glanced at the man again. Seeing that he didn’t seem like he was going to wake up, she carefully reached for his sleeve.

Having not done anything bad, An Feng’s heart started to beat faster.

The moment she touched his sleeve, An Feng started to roll his sleeve up quietly.

Just as she was about to finish rolling his sleeve up, someone suddenly caught her wrist.

An Feng jumped in surprise. She turned slightly to look at the man leaning against the back of the bed. His eyes were still closed and she tried to pull her hand out of his grip, but to no avail.

As Helian Xiao grabbed An Feng’s wrist, he was surprised at how slim her wrist was, that he could actually snap her wrist if he used a little more strength.