An Unexpected Pregnancy with the Fake Husband's Child [Completed]

C51. Interrogation.

Chapter 51

"Is it still hot?"

Shen Minglou hesitated, awkwardly turning his head. "No."

The spoon feeding him porridge paused in mid-air as Xiao Yue noticed the situation. "Let me do it."

...

Shen Minglou tightly pressed his lips together, reaching out in the darkness to feel around. "I can do it myself."

Although he said that, Qin Zhichen couldn't help but worry. Shen Minglou's eyes, devoid of light, searched the air, his face half-bathed in the warm yellow light of the dining room.

His once slender fingers, with a masculine bone structure, now appeared even more fragile.

Despite losing most of his support, Shen Minglou was still stumbling along, barely holding himself up.

Apart from them, Shen Minglou had no one else to rely on.

Xiao Yue signaled to him to hand the bowl and spoon to Shen Minglou, while Qin Zhichen seemed frozen, unable to make any other movements, even the warmth of Shen Minglou's touch on his hand couldn’t prompt him to act.

It was only when Shen Minglou's cool fingertips touched Qin Zhichen's palm that he seemed to unfreeze, gently placing the bowl of porridge into Shen Minglou's palm.

After receiving the bowl, Shen Minglou nodded and quietly thanked him.

His demeanor was not exactly familiar, or rather, his attitude towards him was not particularly close.

Regardless of his role or identity by his side, he was the one who insisted on staying with him.

Qin Zhichen watched as Shen Minglou carefully spooned up a bit of porridge from the bowl and then gingerly brought it to his mouth. Due to miscalculation, the ceramic spoon hit his teeth, producing a crisp sound.

Even with just this slight noise, he was extremely concerned. His pupils constricted, his body almost leaping off the chair as he urgently asked, "Are you okay?!"

Shen Minglou shook his head, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, indicating he had swallowed the food in his mouth.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry too much."

With that, Shen Minglou lowered his head, strands of hair falling to cover his eyes.

"The porridge you made is delicious, thank you."

Qin Zhichen returned to his chair, feeling discomfort in his throat, leaving the food in front of him untouched.

"As long as you like it."

Shen Minglou: "..."

Upon hearing these words, he suddenly stopped his movements, placing the spoon filled with porridge back into the bowl.

Today, he had slept the best he had in a long time.

He seemed to have had many dreams, dreaming of when he first met his senior brother and of the time at the Qin family. However, upon waking up, the specifics of what happened in the dream had scattered away, and many of the things that had troubled him before seemed to have been let go after this nap.

As he woke up, his senior brother came to visit again. Xiao Yue told him he had come to cook because he heard that Shen Minglou often vomited at night, so he wanted to cook something to nourish his stomach.

Xiao Yue never made anything too elaborate, he focused on just making something edible. While taking care of Shen Minglou, he wanted to make something delicious, however, due to his poor cooking skills, he could only make simple dishes.