535 Miss Xu, Did You Two… Make Up?

"I don't really feel like eating noodles, but I'll eat if you feed me." The word "proud" was almost written all over Nian Junting's face.

Luosang blushed. "People are watching us. Your hands aren't injured," she said in a low voice.

"But there's a needle in my hand. It's inconvenient for me to feed myself. Besides, they've seen us kissing. Why should they care about you feeding me?" said Nian Junting carelessly.

Luosang had no choice but sit at his bedside and feed him. She hadn't had much malatang earlier. After spending a while feeding him and watching him eat, she felt hungry, too, so she started eating while feeding him.

"It tastes even better after you added the seasoning," Nian Junting said when he finished a bowl of noodles.

Luosang was puzzled. "I didn't add any seasoning."

"You did. You added your saliva." Nian Junting gave her a meaningful glance.