"No being picky, I want you to drink." Gu Shaocheng did not show any sign of compromise in his tone. His face was graced with a smile, but Chenxing noticed the tinge of anger behind his laughter. He slowly lifted the soy milk, "What, do you feel like being stubborn?"
Gu Shaocheng was such a person that even over a cup of soy milk, he could manifest his usual dominance through the tone of his voice.
That sort of dominance was something a little girl like Chenxing could hardly resist.
The words were on the tip of her tongue but she swallowed them back down, opening her mouth obediently to let him feed her a glass of soy milk. Only then could she break free from the overpowering aura surrounding him.
However, the aftermath was like having her throat blocked, she even started feeling uncomfortable all the way from her throat to her stomach.
"Why aren't you eating?"
