"Wow, Zhou Li, you can make milk tea too! But why do you only bring some to Brother Nan's dorm and not take care of the girls in your own class?" Class Leader Zhong Xin teased Zhou Li as she deliberately turned her head.
"I'll bring some for you next time."
"Forget it. I'm afraid Brother Nan will hit me."
"What are you talking about?" Brother Nan's eyes widened.
"Brother Nan, I was wrong."
"Naughty!"
Brother Nan sipped a little more milk tea, just moistening her mouth, slowly savoring the richness and smoothness between her lips and teeth.
"COUGH, COUGH."
"Are you catching a cold?" Zhou Li turned to look at her; Brother Nan had already coughed several times that morning.
"No," Brother Nan responded without a second thought. "It's not that easy to catch a cold!"
"Then what are you doing?"
"Just a cough. Maybe I choked, or maybe your milk tea is poisoned," Brother Nan awkwardly defended.
"Wear something thicker."
"Really! It's just a tickle in my throat..."
