Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 777: Chapter 765: Deliberately Showing Off Affection

Zhan Qipei gripped Qiao Jing’s hand slightly and pulled to reduce the gap between them. His warm breath

fanned her face, his voice magnetic and enchanting.

"Of course | can eat by myself, but it won't taste as good. If you feed me, it'll definitely be much more delicious."

No matter how flowery Zhan Qipei’s words were, Qiao Jing remained unmoved.

She withdrew her hand from Zhan Qipei’s broad palm and pursed her red lips, "I can only agree to cook for you.

Forget about feeding; it’s not happening."

"Why? It's not an unreasonable request, is it?"

Zhan Qipei slightly furrowed his brows, which were thick like mountain mist, and said with a hint of sorrow,

"Can't you consider that I'm a patient right now and indulgethis little favor?"

"No!" Qiao Jing declared without hesitation.

Although it wasn’t very obvious, she could tell that this man was acting coy with her.

But acting cute was useless; she refused to feed him!

The next day, early in the morning.

After Qiao Jing got up, she personally cooked rib and millet porridge and a medicinal black chicken soup.

Once done, she packed the porridge and chicken soup into lunch boxes and then left for the hospital.

When Qiao Jing entered the ward, Zhan Qipei was reclining against the head of the bed.

Seeing her carrying the lunch boxes, Zhan Qipei faced her with anticipation, "It smells so good. What delicious

food did you cook for me?"

Hearing this, Qiao Jing found it a bit laughable.

She arched her delicately drawn brows and joked, "The lids aren't even opened, and you can already smell it?

Even a dog’s nose isn’t as good as yours."

Zhan Qipei seriously said, "As long as it’s made by you, no matter what it is, | think it smells good."

In other words, as long as it was given by Qiao Jing, even if it was poison, he would eat it without hesitation!

Qiao Jing curved her lips, opened the lunch box, and served a bow! of millet porridge.

"You're healing now, so you need to eat something light. That's why | prepared rib porridge and chicken soup for

you. Start with the porridge first."

As she spoke, she handed the bowl of porridge to Zhan Qipei.

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Zhan Qipei didn’t move and made no attempt to take it, just gazing intently at Qiao Jing with his deep eyes.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Jing remembered his demand for compensation yesterday—that she feed him.

But she didn’t want to feed him, so she simply pretended ignorance, "What's wrong? Don’t want to eat?"

Zhan Qipei, seeing that she wasn’t playing along, got straight to the point, "I want to eat, but | want you to feed

me."

Today, he was determined to have Qiao Jing personally feed him!

Qiao Jing rolled her eyes at Zhan Qipei, her expression somewhat speechless, "I'm not feeding you. Eat if you

want, or forget it if you don’t."

What was it with this man and his fixation on being fed?

He had been pestering her since yesterday, non-stop!

"If you don’t feed me, | won't eat!" Zhan Qipei pursed his thin lips, a determined look on his face that he would

not give up until he achieved his goal.

"You said it yourself. If you won't eat, then I'm taking the food back with me."

As she said this, Qiao Jing made as if to pour the porridge in her hand back into the lunch box.

Zhan Qipei hurriedly grabbed her wrist to stop her, looking at her with his brows drawn together in a sorrowful

expression.

"Can you really bear to watchstarve? Don’t forget, I'm a patient now. If | don’t eat, | won't get nutrients, and

my wounds will heal slowly. Don’t you wantto recover quickly?"

Seeing Zhan Qipei like this, Qiao Jing was truly impressed.

Just to have her feed him, this man had actually gone to the extent of faking illness, and he did so with

remarkable realism, capturing every detail!

It seemed as if by not feeding him, she would appear heartless and unfeeling...

As Qiao Jing was thinking this, Zhan Qipei’s stomach cooperated perfectly by growling at that moment.

The "gurgle gurgle" sound was exceptionally loud in the quiet room.

Zhan Qipei raised his hand to cover his stomach, looking at Qiao Jing with puppy dog eyes.

Taking a deep breath with a resigned tone, Qiao Jing said, "Alright, you win, I'll feed you, okay?"

No matter what, the reason Zhan Qipei was lying in the hospital bed was because he took a bullet for her.

Since he so wished to be fed by her, she’d do it. After all, it was just one meal.

Seeing that Qiao Jing had finally relented, a smile returned to Zhan Qipei’s face.

He knew that Qiao Jing was tough on the outside but soft on the inside, and she would surely agree to his

request!

Qiao Jing sat down beside the bed with the bowl and fed Zhan Qipei the millet porridge, spoonful by spoonful.

Though she had never done this before, she found it quite easy after a few spoonfuls and didn’t feel too awkward

about it.

When about half the bowl had been fed, the door to the hospital room suddenly opened, and Xu Mogian barged

in, "Sister Jing..."

His words were cut short when he saw Qiao Jing feeding Zhan Qipei, and he was utterly stunned.

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Hearing the commotion, Qiao Jing paused in her feeding, and she and Zhan Qipei both turned their heads, their

eyes falling on Xu Mogian.

With wide eyes and an incredulous expression, Xu Mogian pointed at Zhan Qipei, stammering, "Qiao Jing... Sister

Jing, how can you feed him?"

Before Qiao Jing could say anything, Zhan Qipei took the initiative to speak.

His brows slightly raised, he stared at Xu Mogian, "She’s my wife. What's wrong with her feeding me? Is there a

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Seeing his actions, Qiao Jing knew he was deliberately provoking Xu Mogian and couldn’t help but find it a bit

funny.

In business, this man was decisive and ruthless, an iron-fisted Yama Raja who was cold and intimidating to

others.

Yet sometimes, he could be childish with youthful pettiness, just like now.

However, this intense contrast made her find him somehow endearingly cute.

Provoked, Xu Mogian stormed to the edge of the bed, indignantly saying, "Zhan Qipei, you've got no shame!"

This bastard had the audacity to be so shameless!

Expecting Sister Jing to feed him as if he were a three-year-old child?!

Zhan Qipei ignored Xu Mogian’s resentment, gripped Qiao Jing’s hand tighter, and scooped another spoonful of

millet porridge into his mouth.

Seeing this, Xu Mogian grew even more annoyed and blurted out, "Not fair, | want that, too!"

He mimicked Zhan Qipei’s actions, reaching out to pull at Qiao Jing’s hand.

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After speaking, he turned to look at Qiao Jing beside him, raising his eyebrows suggestively, "Wife, you agree,

don’t you?"

As the two men locked horns and the atmosphere grew tense, Qiao Jing felt quite helpless.