The Sickly Villain Only Wants to Survive

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A flicker of disbelief crossed Zhu Tong's eyes for a moment.

When did he ever make that kind of request?

This man's face was thicker than the corner of a city wall, and yet he could still be embarrassed?

"I..."

"Congratulations to the host, the Bai Yueguang's favorability has broken through 20%. Please keep up the good work!"

Zhu Tong: "..."

He initially thought that mentioning a sad topic would make Shao Ming uncomfortable, but now... it seemed like he was in a good mood?

Zhu Tong swallowed the words he wanted to explain.

The sudden swallowing caused an unexpected reaction, a discomfort in his windpipe, and he immediately began to cough violently.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough!"

With this body, once he started coughing, he couldn't stop.

Shao Ming only saw him freeze for a moment before coughing uncontrollably, his smile quickly disappearing. "What's wrong?"

Zhu Tong: "It's nothing... cough cough cough!"

Shao Ming realized that Zhu Tong had choked because of him. An odd expression flashed across his face. "How..."

How could you be so easily teased?

For a moment, Shao Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He quickly reached out, placing a hand on Zhu Tong's back to help soothe him.

Zhu Tong, coughing so much that he felt weak, instinctively leaned to the side, half-leaning into Shao Ming's arms.

In the front seat, Tang Nuan turned her head when she heard the startling coughing, only to see Zhu Tong weakly leaning into Shao Ming's arms, his face flushed from coughing.

"What's wrong with Zhu Tong?"

Just as Shao Ming was about to speak, Zhu Tong forced himself to stop coughing and raised his head, saying, "It's nothing, just... just choked... cough!"

Tang Nuan: "..."

After a while, Zhu Tong finally stopped coughing. Shao Ming continued to gently rub his back, his voice sounding slightly tense. "Feeling better?"

Zhu Tong nodded. "Better."

Shao Ming then removed his hand from Zhu Tong's back, picked up Zhu Tong's water bottle from the table, and opened it for him. "Drink some water."

Zhu Tong took the water and drank.

He drank too quickly, and a drop of water clung to the corner of his mouth.

Without thinking, Shao Ming raised his hand and wiped it off with the back of his hand. When their skin made contact, both of them froze for a moment.

Zhu Tong held the water bottle in one hand, while his other hand rested on Shao Ming's arm.

Shao Ming held the water bottle cap in one hand, and his other hand was still resting on Zhu Tong's back.

It was as if he was holding Zhu Tong in an embrace.

Tang Nuan: "..."

She shouldn't be here. She should be under the table.

Suddenly, the bell rang.

Tang Nuan quickly turned her head back.

Zhu Tong snapped out of it and glanced down. He withdrew his hand from Shao Ming's arm. "...Thanks."