"I can't eat." He Zhilan shook her head, then looked up at He Teng, "Brother, did you just go outside to smoke? I can smell it on you."
"You have to eat." He Teng pushed the clear porridge in front of He Zhilan, ordering her with a stern voice, then thrust the spoon into her hand.
He Teng isn't the kind of man who can coax people. At the moment, he wouldn't have the mindset to coax He Zhilan either.
He Teng's frosty tone threw He Zhilan off for a moment, she bit her lip, nodded her head, but only gently stirred the clear porridge in her bowl, she had no appetite at all.
"Brother~" He Zhilan sneaked a glance at He Teng, her brow wrinkled, then released what was in her hand, stretched out to tug at He Teng's sleeve, whispering, "Brother, can you forgive me this once? I swear, I will never disobey you again."
