The cup of milk that went to Song Qingchun's mouth stopped moving. She looked at Su Zhinian open the door, and in her desperation to speak, she choked on the milk and started to cough violently.
Su Zhinian turned from the noise and saw Song Qingchun's face started to redden from nonstop coughing. She pointed at the comforter and pillows in his grasp and tried to speak but was consumed by coughing every time.
However, he soon got her message. In the bedroom warm lights, his footsteps that moved toward her slowed, and the nervousness on his face due to her sudden coughing disappeared. He finally said, "I'll sleep in the living room."
