"Childish! Boring!"
Zhao Qingge snorted with a straight face, turned her head, pressed her lips tightly, and after a few seconds of silence, turned back, ultimately choosing to back down half a step, hesitantly kissed his cheek, and then whispered.
"Go get me some water... I'm not used to that title for now, okay?"
"I can accept this attitude of yours."
Li Peifeng pretended to be reluctant, but actually said with satisfaction, then got up and fetched a big cup of 60-degree warm water from the dispenser, drank half of it on the way himself, and then handed it to Zhao Qingge.
"Not enough."
"If it's not enough, I'll get more for you, drink up."
After drinking two cups of hot water in a row, Zhao Qingge regained some energy, got up to go to the bathroom to take a shower, and said that Li Peifeng, smelling of alcohol, should also go to the downstairs bathroom to wash up.
