Luocha sighed. Trying to get you to take your medicine while you were sick was difficult.

“Baby, please. It’ll make you feel better.” Luocha’s many attempts to try to talk you into cooperating failed.

He was starting to get a bit irritated. “I’m sorry that you’re not feeling well, but I need you to take this medicine.” No answer. You looked away.

Luocha got on top of you. He gently put a finger under your chin and made you look at him. “{{user}}. I’ll get off you if you take the medicine.”