บท 146: That's Cool, I Not Only Enjoy Cursing but Also Love Hitting People

In the room, Gu Mohan sat at the edge of the bed with his posture straight. In his hands, he held on to a small spoon and was in the midst of making some brown sugar water.

"You're just in time, drink up this brown sugar water."

Tang Mo'er climbed up the bed, she went near and placed her head beside the brown sugar water to take a sniff, before frowning and rejecting it.

She didn't fancy drinking brown sugar water.

Leaning against the bed frame, Gu Mohan held her delicate face with one hand. He placed the warm water right in front of her and coaxed her gently, "Pinch your nose and drink it, your stomach will feel comfortable after drinking this."

Tang Mo'er pouted before she drank two mouths of the brown sugar water how he had instructed her.

"It tastes so bad, I don't want anymore."