Her soft hand was pressed against his back, caressing it from top to bottom. The warmth in her palm penetrated the thin material of his shirt, causing Zhou Linghuai's back to stiffen.
Zhou Linghuai's heart couldn't help but tremble. He suddenly tightened his grip on the armrest. "I'm fine now."
Her cousin's voice sounded a little hoarse and dark. He was not as cold as before. However, she did not hear any discomfort. Yu Youyao felt much more relieved and looked reproachful. "Cousin, you're too careless. You choked on your own food after taking a bite of the pancake." She shook her head and sighed in an old tone. "I really don't know what to do with you."
Zhou Linghuai was immediately speechless.
Let's make it clear, who exactly can't do anything to who?
However, he was spoiling her more and more.
