Gu Qimiao was so pleased with herself that she didn't notice the change in his expression and simply asked, "Feeling better yet?"
"Yeah."
"Have some hot porridge."
He never stood on ceremony with her. She handed it over, and he took it up and gulped down a mouthful.
"I told you to wear more clothes, but you wouldn't listen. Even though it hasn't snowed, it's still cold. You just had to look cool."
"You're getting better at making snide remarks."
"How is this a snide remark? I'm concerned about you."
"Do I need your nagging?! Just eat your food!"
Gu Qimiao pouted, picked up a bun and brought it to her mouth. Just as the bun touched her lips, the impulsive action she took that morning surfaced in her mind again, and she couldn't help but smile...
Gu Moming frowned at her, "Did you find money this morning? What's making you giggle like that alone?"
