"Cough, cough!" An Yeran always drinks lots of water after playing basketball. Whenever she drinks in a hurry, she ends up choking!
Lu Xiu was somewhat helpless, seated next to her, patting her back, "Slow down, you always eat in a hurry too. Be careful not to choke."
"It's okay," An Yeran coughed and smiled at her younger brother, "I'm not going to die."
This was a typical conversation between the siblings.
However, at the moment,
A young man wearing a silver mask was sitting next to her, doing exactly what Xiaoxiu was doing.
His actions were so practiced, as if he had done this many times before.
An Yeran slowly began to formulate an unbelievable guess in her heart. But how could this be possible? She had just heard Xiaoxiu's voice.
After taking the medicine, the stomach pain quickly subsided considerably.
Once the pain was gone, a discomforting wave of hunger set in.
