C1941 Cold Violence

Tea burns your tongue. She frowned, a pained expression on her face. With a hint of urgency, she put the blanket down and took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth.

Ding Yiyi then remembered that the tea was hot and quickly stood up, "Mom, are you okay? Wait a moment, I will get you a bottle of ice water."

There was a simple kitchen on the second floor