Gu Baisheng's look was not pretty.
She frowned and glanced at that dark brown sugar ginger drink.
She could even see little chunks of ginger floating on the drink.
Thinking about the taste of ginger drinks, she felt like vomiting.
"I..."
"What?"
Song Shuang watched her response.
Gu Baisheng remembered how she tried very hard to deny her identity last night. Now she could only go forward with it. She held the glass and thanked him, "Thank you for your concern."
Then, to reassure Song Shuang,
she turned back and took a sip with a frown.
The drink was warm, going all the way down to her stomach from the throat, making her body warm.
But the taste was...
"Ou..."
She couldn't help but retch.
Song Shuang, who stood behind her, squinted, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing... No... Ou..."
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