Catherine ate quite a bit under Darren's watchful eye, and finally couldn't eat anymore and said with a pleading tone, "I, really can't eat anymore."
Although Catherine knew that Darren was doing it for her own good, she still complained inwardly, "What the hell! And force people to eat, think I am a rice bucket, pour as much as you want into it!"
Darren saw the few chicken soup and bento left and nodded in satisfaction, saying as if coaxing a child, "That's right, that's how you behave!"
Catherine gave Darren a look of contempt and said silently in her heart, "Humph! Good boy, what do you think I am three years old? When you're sick in bed one day, I'll be just like you, with a stern face, forcing you to eat, and yes, forcing you to finish a whole thermos of chicken soup."
Thinking of Catherine's mind came up with a beautiful picture: Darren's pleading face, a strong twisted smile, not to mention how ugly, begging, please, don't let me drink, I can't stand it.
Himself, with his arms crossed, living like a Demon King, glared and shouted, No! You finish it for me! The picture was so good that Catherine couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Hmm? What are you laughing at!?" Darren asked with confusion.
Catherine was so engrossed in her thoughts that she ignored them and just sat alone at the table giggling.
"Catherine!" bellowed Darren with a frown.
"Hmm? What's going on?" Catherine asked with a confused look on her face as she still had a smile on the corner of her mouth, completely unaware of what was going on.
Darren stretched out his right hand, put it on Catherine's forehead and touched it, as if he had encountered some difficult topic, and said to himself: "It's not hot, why are you giggling nervously?
Darren then withdrew his right hand and held his chin, puzzled, was there something wrong with his psyche?
Catherine until then realized that she had just laughed out loud, looking at the confused Darren, Catherine scratched her head in embarrassment, "I just thought of something else, that's why ......"
Darren listened to what Catherine had to say and said half-heartedly, "Are you sure you're not sick?"
Catherine was speechless, what on earth am I sick?
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