C172 He Was Going to Ask Her about It!

"Hot?" he whispered.

His low, magnetic voice relieved the pain. Gu Shinian placed the bowl of soup in front of him, her long, curling eyelashes drooping. With a "Mmm" and a fan in her hand, she whispered, "It's a little hot."

In order to comply with her lie, Gu Chenshan quickly ordered the servants to bring the windows to the hall. The cool wind blew in