To this day, he still remembers how she couldn't enjoy a meal without meat.
Looking at the long list of dishes Lu Yanhe reported, almost all of them meat with very few vegetables, Su Jia's mood improved considerably.
It seems he still remembers her taste preferences.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Yanhe carefully raised her arm to lay it flat.
Only after ensuring it wouldn't touch the wound did he breathe a sigh of relief.
He took a few tissues to gently wipe the light sweat off her forehead, his actions were tender, as if he were dealing with a fragile treasure.
When the assistant pushed the door open, she saw the usually aloof Lu Yanhe gently massaging a woman's stomach, and couldn't help but be startled.
She tiptoed inside and placed the dishes on the table, then quietly retreated.
In such a situation, it's better not to disturb them.
Lu Yanhe got up from the bed, despite moving gently, he still disturbed the person who had gradually fallen into a light sleep.
