Transmigrated into the cannon fodder younger sister of the uke in a BL novel

Wenqing lowered her head and took a bite of rice, then reached for a soup spoon to add more soup to her bowl.

The moment her fingers touched the spoon handle, Wen Fan had already picked up the spoon and naturally filled her bowl, even pushing the bowl closer to her so she wouldn't have to stretch her arm to reach it.

"Tell me if you need anything else, don't do anything yourself."

After Wen Fan finished speaking, he began to eat his own meal.

The comments section was too crowded to watch.

I would really thank you, little sister, don't you have hands?

[Even serving soup requires the older brother? This isn't just spoiling her, it's treating her like royalty.]

I suspect that Wen Fan has to hand my younger sister toilet paper whenever she goes to the bathroom.

[Not knowing how to do it is one thing, not wanting to do it is another. Judging from her self-satisfied expression, she clearly doesn't want to do it.]

【You're right, Wen Fanqian does all the housework. I've been watching her all day, and she hasn't even washed a single dish.】

People with heart conditions certainly shouldn't overexert themselves, but folding clothes isn't tiring, is it?

[Exactly! My grandma has a heart condition, but she still cooks and does her own laundry. She's not that delicate.]

Wen Fan has to work part-time, and when she gets home she still has to cook and do housework. Even a person of iron couldn't handle that.

The original novel already described Wen Fan dropping out of school to work for his younger sister, but it turns out he's receiving the same treatment at home.

The more I look at her, the more I think the younger sister is a vampire.

[I'm not kidding, if this kind of girl existed in real life, she would have been publicly criticized online eight hundred times over.]

[That's how it is in the original novel. Wen Fan is almost pathologically kind to her, not letting her do anything.]

The number of critical comments in the live chat increased, with only one or two occasionally speaking up for warmth and compassion.

It's not that they're sick or pathological; they're just spoiled.

To be fair, it's normal for an older brother to take extra care of his younger sister, given her heart condition.

[Taking care is taking care, spoiling is spoiling. Can't you tell the difference?]

[Exactly, heart disease isn't like a broken hand; how could serving rice kill her?]

But it was quickly overwhelmed by more complaints or attacked by other comments.

Amidst the sea of ​​bullet comments, waves of discontent surged, with words of various colors intertwining in the air to form a dense wall of condemnation.

Wenqing quietly watched the comments.

"Love?"

Wen Fan noticed that she had stopped eating, looked up at her, her brows furrowed slightly, and worry immediately appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"What's wrong? Is it not to your liking?" he asked. "Was it too salty today?"

She looked at him tenderly, the warm yellow light falling on his face, casting a soft halo over his exceptionally handsome features.

He seemed genuinely concerned about her, so much so that he didn't even notice the grains of rice on his own lips.

The comments section was still filled with insults directed at her.

The insults were extremely harsh, and some of the words were simply unbearable to read.

Wen Qing's eyes suddenly curved into a smile.

Her eyes were almond-shaped, and when she smiled, the corners of her eyes turned up slightly. Paired with her delicate, fair face, she had a natural, pitiful, and innocent look.

"Brother," she tilted her head, her voice soft and slightly coquettish, "feed me, my hand hurts a little."

The chat went silent for half a second.

Then it exploded.

What is this? Feeding?

What did she just say? "Her hand hurts?" Why didn't her hand hurt when she was using her phone?

[My God, feeding her??? Why didn't she just let Wen Fan chew the food for her???]

[I can't take it anymore, I need to go into the screen and beat her up, anyone want to team up?]

She did it on purpose, didn't she? She must have done it on purpose! How can anyone be so shameless?

[The one who just said she wasn't useless, what do you have to say now?]

I was wrong. She's not useless; she's a giant baby, a purebred one.

But Wen Fan clearly didn't think she did it on purpose.

When he heard the words "my hand hurts a little," his expression immediately turned serious. He put down his chopsticks and went to check her hand, turning it over to look at her palm and then over to look at the back of her hand. He gently pressed her wrist bones and knuckles with his fingertips, asking questions as he did so.

"Where does it hurt? Is it your wrist or your fingers? Why did it suddenly start hurting?"

He spoke at length, his tone reproachful, but his movements were very gentle.

"My wrist, it's probably from playing with puzzles for too long this afternoon," Wen Qing said, extending her right hand. Her wrist hung limply, as if she couldn't muster any strength. "It doesn't hurt much, just a little sore, and I don't really want to lift it."

She lied without batting an eye.

Wen Fan took it seriously. He gently massaged her wrist, and only let go when Wen Qing said it was almost done.

Then he moved his chair half a meter closer to her and said.

"Don't move, I'll feed you."

Warmly and gladly accepting.

The comments section went wild.

He fed it! He really fed it!!

【Wen Fan, if you've been bewitched by her, blink twice!!!】

I'm speechless at how willingly Wen Fan accepted it.

This man is beyond saving.

He was even blowing on the soup to cool it down for her!!! Look, he's blowing on it!!!