After I traveled through the book, I spoiled the anorexic prince

Liu Bai shook his head and looked at her with eyes full of trust.

Gu Qinghe's heart was touched inexplicably. It had been a long time since anyone had looked at her like this. In modern times, there is true love on the Internet, but it is rare. When socializing, people are just nodding acquaintances. Few people will show their true heart to others.

That would be too stupid and too easy to get hurt.

Only the boy in front of her gradually revealed his soft belly to her, with a sincere and hot heart. To be fair, she was not good to him.

But now, inexplicably, she wanted to be nicer to him.

She grabbed the hem of her linen sleeve and stuffed it into his hand: "Hold this, no matter what happens, I won't let it fall."

Liu Bai clenched his fist, his eyes sparkling with a smile: "Okay."

Gu Qinghe felt a little embarrassed by his smile, so she turned her head away from his gaze and repeated "use 'Glutinous Tears'" three times in her mind.

In an instant, Liu Bai felt that he could not only not smell, but also could not see: "Qinghe, I can't seem to see you."

There was a hint of anxiety in his tone, and he subconsciously clenched the sleeves of his hands tighter.

Gu Qinghe waved his hand in front of him: "Can you hear my voice?"

Liu Bai nodded: "Sure, Qinghe."

"Okay." Gu Qinghe picked up the spoon, "Don't think about anything now, just listen to my voice, okay? Leave a blank."

Liu Bai clenched her sleeves into a ball and said, "Okay."

Gu Qinghe scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to his mouth: "Open your mouth, leave some space."

Leave blank and do as you are told.

"Swallow it." After watching him swallow it, Gu Qinghe hurriedly asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Leave some space?"

Leave a message and shake your head.

His mind was blank, and all he could hear was the girl's concerned questions, and his heart inexplicably warmed up.

He gently touched his chest, it felt warm and comfortable.

Seeing that he was not feeling uncomfortable, Gu Qinghe fed him another mouthful. Liu Bai gently opened his mouth, then closed it and swallowed.

Every move he makes is like that of a puppy eating, so well-behaved and inexplicably adorable.

Gu Qinghe felt as if he was healed. This feeling was like raising a cub and wanting to give it the best. Seeing it eat well, sleep well, and play well was more important than anything else in the world.

Occasionally he would have a little temper and roll around, and occasionally he would rub himself against her and act like a spoiled child, but she was the only one in his eyes and heart.

Perhaps this is the meaning of the development system.

This is true for pets and people alike.

After feeding him half a bowl of porridge with satisfaction, Gu Qinghe stopped. The time limit of "sticky tears" was still there, and the blank space was still invisible and odorless.

After he swallowed it, he subconsciously opened his mouth, but before the food came, Liu Bai tugged at the wrinkled sleeves in his hands: "Qinghe? Don't you want to eat anymore?"

"Yeah." Gu Qinghe picked up the clean cotton cloth that he had prepared in advance and wiped the porridge stains from the corners of his mouth: "You haven't eaten for a long time. It's not good to eat too much at once."

Liu Bai didn't understand, but nodded: "Yes, I'll listen to Qinghe."

Gu Qinghe couldn't help laughing when she saw him looking silly. The man in front of her had a cold face and looked quite unruly and fierce, but the words he said from time to time, coupled with his pair of blank puppy eyes, made him look quite silly and well-behaved.

This kind of personality is simply jumping back and forth on Gu Qinghe's mate selection standards.

But this person has lost his memory.

I don't know what he looked like before he lost his memory.

Could it be that he is also so silly, well-behaved, and holds a sincere heart to win people's hearts?

Gu Qinghe stared at the face in front of him in a daze, not realizing that the time limit of "Glutinous Tears" had expired.