Gu Wan'an was still fine. She was wearing a cashmere coat and didn't feel cold.
When she turned her head, she noticed that Gong Mingye was only wearing a thin shirt.
"Why don't you wear the coat?"
"I'm a man," Gong Mingye said calmly. "My body can withstand the cold."
Seemingly thinking of something, Gu Wan'an spoke; "You wait first, I'll be right back."
The words fell and she left.
Ten minutes later, she returned.
She was holding a cup of hot milk tea and two boxes of instant noodles.
"There's no coffee shop nearby. There's only milk tea. It's hot and sweet. You'll feel very comfortable after drinking it."
Gong Mingye looked up at her expectant face and took it.
The first sip was very sweet.
The second sip was so sweet that it seemed to have clogged his throat.
However, it was not as bad as he had imagined.
"Doesn't it taste good?"
"Well, it's alright."