Chapter 150 - Help me because I am weak. (2/2)

”So you liked that. Okay I will do it more often for you”, he said with an expression as if making a note in his mind.

”Think whatever you want, that won't become the truth”, she said as she turned around to leave the room.

”Where are you going?”, he asked but she ignored and left the room.

'Where did she go? She didn't ask me to leave, so that means I can stay here with her. Whoa! my plan is on the right track. But what should I do now? Should I go after her or should I stay here and wait for her?' he kept talking inside his mind.

'No, I should wait here only. Remember Deming you are sick so pretend like a sick person or else she will kick your ass out. Now wait here for her', he said as he comfortably tugged himself in the bed.

After about 15 or 20 minutes, Lifen came back to the room with a tray in her hands.

Seeing her return, Deming shut his eyes closed and pretended to sleep. ”Here, get up have some breakfast first. You have to take your medicines too”, she said standing in front of him but his didn't showed any movement.

”Hey...Are you listening, get up fast”, she called a few more times but he didn't moved at all.

”Was his temperature came back?”, she thought as she pace beside his side.

She carefully placed the tray on the side table and placed her palm over his forehead to sense his temperature. It was right. 'Then why is he not waking up?', she thought to herself.

She somewhat get tensed. She gently caressed his face, ”Deming, are you fine? Should I call the doctor? Wake up for the breakfast ”, she said in her soft voice.

Deming opened his eyes and grabbed hers palms on his face, ”I would love to wake up every morning like this. This the world's best alarm for me which would definitely made my day” , he said with a wide smile on his lips.

Lifen flinched from his grip, ”You were faking your sleep”, she asked in a rebuking tone.

”Not at all. I just got hypnotized by you soft loving voice”, he said as he tried to get up on the bed. He pretended to struggle which obviously led to Lifen's help.

She then handed him the bowl of congee, which she has prepared for him, ”Have this first, then you have to take the medicines too”

”Can you please help me with this. I am feeling weakness, so I might just drop the spoon or the bowl. Please!!” he pouted his lips again. Basically again because he knew, Lifen liked this expression on his face or it might become her weakness, same as her cuteness is his.