The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! novel Chapter 372

Chapter 372 -350, Culinary Skills Gradually Improve_1

“Time to drink your soup!”

Daohua, all curled up in the blankets, poked her head out upon hearing the voice and exclaimed in surprise, “Why is it you?”

At the moment, the blush on Daohua’s cheeks hadn’t completely faded, making her fair and delicate cheeks appear even more tender. Xiao Yeyang glanced at her, then quickly averted his gaze, “Who else could it be if not me? Where has that girl of yours run off to?”

Daohua’s expression stalled; Manman had gone down the mountain to fetch some clothes for her.

Seeing Daohua motionless, Xiao Yeyang had no choice but to urge her, “You should get up and drink the soup first. Master Gu said that after drinking the soup… you would feel a bit better,” he said, his face showing a trace of embarrassment.

Daohua glanced at him and, dragging her feet, sat up.

Xiao Yeyang saw her getting up slowly and quickly walked to the bedside, helping her with his free hand. Once she was seated properly, he sat down beside the bed, picked up the soup spoon, and prepared to feed her.

Daohua hurriedly stopped him, “I can do it myself,” she said, reaching for the soup bowl.

Xiao Yeyang dodged, “The bowl is still hot, be careful with your hands.”

Daohua: “…Then put it on the table, I’ll drink it later.”

Xiao Yeyang: “Master Gu said that you should drink it while it’s warm.” Saying so, he scooped up another spoonful of soup and brought it to Daohua’s mouth. Seeing she still didn’t move, he could only say, “If you don’t want me to feed you, then hold the spoon yourself, I’ll just hold the bowl.”

Daohua hesitated for a moment, looked at Xiao Yeyang, who was holding the bowl and watching her, and finally took the spoon and began to drink, sip by sip.

Seeing her start to drink the soup, the corners of Xiao Yeyang’s mouth lifted, and he softly asked, “How is it, do you feel any better?”

Daohua gave him a sideways glance without much enthusiasm, “Did you give me ‘elixir soup’ or something?”

Xiao Yeyang chuckled but said nothing, simply focusing intently on watching Daohua drink her soup.

For a while, the only sound in the room was that of Daohua drinking soup.

When Wang Manman returned with the clean clothes, just as she stepped into the yard, De Fu stopped her and dragged her aside to chat about this and that.

Before long, Daohua finished the bowl of brown sugar ginger soup, placed the spoon in the empty bowl, and lay back down. Seeing that Xiao Yeyang was still seated and not moving, she had to urge him, “Alright, you can go out now.”

Xiao Yeyang dallied for a moment before standing up, “Then rest well, I’ll come to see you later.”

Daohua wanted to say it wasn’t necessary, but he had already turned and left.

Having drunk the brown sugar ginger soup, Daohua felt the discomfort in her lower abdomen had eased, and she drifted off to sleep. By the time she woke up again, it was already evening.

“Miss, you’re awake?”

Wang Manman walked in with a smile, “The Little Prince has asked about you several times. If you hadn’t woken up, he would have come over to wake you himself, saying you’ve slept too much during the day and might have trouble sleeping at night.”

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear; Xiao Yeyang’s voice was heard right on cue from outside.

“Manman, is your miss awake yet?”

Wang Manman quickly replied, “The miss is already awake.”

“Then I’m coming in!”

Xiao Yeyang stood at the doorway for a while before entering with the bowl of soup. Upon entering, he walked straight to the bed, took a careful look at the face of Daohua, who was leaning against the headboard, and smiled, “You really do look more spirited after that nap.”

As he said this, he pushed the soup bowl forward, “Here, drink this bowl of ginger soup too.”

“Little Prince, let me do it!”

Wang Manman hurriedly stepped forward.

Xiao Yeyang held the bowl without moving and glanced at Wang Manman, thinking that this girl was really lacking in tact.

Wang Manman felt uncomfortable under Xiao Yeyang’s gaze, unsure where she had gone wrong.

At that moment, Daohua spoke up, “Xiao Yeyang, give the bowl to Manman, then get out quickly.”

Xiao Yeyang unwillingly handed the soup bowl to Wang Manman with a somewhat unfriendly tone, “Be careful with it, don’t scald your miss.”

Wang Manman nodded quickly.