Strong Impression

Meng Nianyao coughed for a while, but Gu Wencheng didn't move. Meng Nianyao stole a glance at him, but he still didn't react.

"Gu…" Meng Nianyao spoke, but she choked and immediately started coughing. She coughed so hard that it felt like her internal organs were about to come out, and the honey lemon water in her hand spilled a little because of the cough.

Gu Wencheng finally moved. He strode to her side, took the water from her hand, and patted her back.

After a while, Meng Nianyao's coughing finally subsided. Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked up at Gu Wencheng, her tone very accusatory.

Gu Wencheng frowned, picked up the water on the table and handed it to Meng Nianyao. He didn't say anything, his face still cold.

Meng Nianyao looked on, thinking that she had to continue this act. She blinked and tears flowed down like a tap. Gu Wencheng's hand holding the honey water froze.