If Tang Haolang didn’t run soon, Mr. Gu might break his legs, and he certainly didn’t want to become a cripple!
After running a few steps, he remembered that the lady wasn’t easy to deal with either.
He stopped again and said, "Madam, may I ask if you have any orders?"
"I’m hungry," Mu Anhan called out to him.
After waking up, caring about her illness was understandable, but why was no one concerned about whether she was hungry?
Tang Haolang thought to himself, you all scattered so much dog food, now you know what hunger feels like!
Of course, he dared not say that out loud right now; it was best to just think it in his mind.
Otherwise, he would be beaten up by Mr. Gu and the lady together!
"Mr. Gu had instructed Zhu Chen to make millet porridge earlier; I’ll go have it brought up right away," Tang Haolang ran off before she could say anything else.
Mu Anhan withdrew her gaze and looked at the man beside her, amazed at how he planned everything down to the last detail. Didn’t he ever get tired?
Zhu Chen came up with millet porridge and pickled vegetable minced meat, "Madam, are you feeling better?"
"Thank you, Housekeeper Zhu, I feel much better," Mu Anhan said, about to take the bowl when Gu Xiaozhan took it first.
After Zhu Chen left, Mu Anhan looked at the man, "Honey, you must be hungry too! Go eat some rice! A big man like you will get hungry quickly eating just this."
Gu Xiaozhan, however, scooped some millet porridge, blew on it, and then brought it to her lips.
So he was feeding her!
Mu Anhan happily opened her little mouth; she enjoyed the millet porridge and the pickled vegetable minced meat, finding it utterly delicious.
"Honey, did you ask Doctor Tang? Can I be intimate with you now that I’ve had a fever?" Mu Anhan suddenly asked.
Gu Xiaozhan had been focused on feeding her the millet porridge, unaware of how her mind wandered to such a topic.
Was it that last night this woman had tortured him enough, and today, out of conscience, decided to compensate him?
"Tang Haolang knows nothing," he replied.
Mu Anhan nodded, "That’s true! I’ve just recovered from a fever and am still so weak I can’t even feed myself, how can I be intimate?"
Gu Xiaozhan: "..." If she wasn’t thinking of compensating him, why bring it up?
Mu Anhan then contentedly enjoyed the man’s affection, leaning against the bed and opening her mouth to eat.
Is this what they call a life of luxury?
She seemed to see the doubt in his eyes, so she explained cheerfully, "Honey, don’t you remember? Every time you feed me, you end up demanding so much in return!"
She remembered very clearly that when this man fed her, she had to satisfy him in return.
But today, she couldn’t "feed" him!
So that was it!
Gu Xiaozhan understood her little scheme, "No rush. We are married; there’s plenty of time ahead."
He deliberately drew out the words so long, as if afraid others wouldn’t understand what he was implying.
Stingy guy! Drink cold water!
Mu Anhan mocked in her heart.
However, she still thought she should enjoy Mr. Gu’s service first. As for repaying him, it was something she was always doing.
In a short time, it wouldn’t be possible to repay fully anyway.
What’s that saying? Too many lice, no fear of itching.
After Gu Xiaozhan finished feeding her, his phone kept ringing.
Mu Anhan knew he was always busy and still working from home, "Honey, go handle your work! I’m fine now."
Gu Xiaozhan nodded, "Remember to take your medicine in half an hour."
"Okay," Mu Anhan hated taking medicine, but she nodded immediately and agreed without hesitation.