C1098 It Was a Misunderstanding Again

When Mao woke up, it was already the third day. Yin greeted him with a warm smile and said gently, "You're awake? I made some chicken porridge. Would you like some? Oh, if you're not hungry yet, we can wait a bit."

Mao's mouth twitched. Facing such a gentle person, he felt more distressed than he had three days ago. He found the current Yin quite intimidating