Qin Feng, hearing Lin Xue'er express her thirst, set her down, opened the water bottle, supported her, and brought it to her lips to feed her.
But Lin Xue'er shook her head, her bright eyes looking at Qin Feng and said, "You feed me."
"I am feeding you now."
Qin Feng said, sweat on his brow.
He thought her body temperature was still very high; could it be that her brain was damaged from the fever?
Subconsciously, he reached out his hand to check her forehead for temperature.
Lin Xue'er dodged his hand and said again, "Not like that, I want you to feed me with your mouth."
"With my mouth?"
Qin Feng blinked blankly, and after realizing what she meant, waved his hand and said, "Stop joking, men and women should not touch!"
"No way, I want you to feed me!"
Lin Xue'er acted coquettishly and said again, "Anyway, you've already done that thing with me, what's wrong with feeding me water!"
"What?!"
