"Drink some snow pear soup first, so you don't catch a cold and start coughing," Ye Muyu said dryly.
Chu Heng laughed, "Okay."
He did as promised, picked up the spoon, and slowly started drinking. The snow pear soup tasted alright, and he finished it quickly under Ye Muyu's supervision, even ate the pears in it.
Ye Muyu also helped him dry half of his hair.
Chu Heng noticed her movements were getting slower, she would always stop to rest before continuing, realizing that Ye Muyu was tired.
He reached out, took the towel, and gently pulled Ye Muyu to sit down, "Take a seat for now. Do you have something to tell me?"
Chu Heng's ability to change the topic was too powerful, so much so that Ye Muyu didn't realize she had abandoned her task halfway through. She leaned on the wooden table, nodded, "I do. It's just that, after you hear it, calm down first, and help me think about whether it's true."
