Long Ningyu was so out of breath from coughing that he rolled his eyes so hard that he almost went to the sky.

Song Zhiwei said without sincerity, "Brother Long, eat slowly. If you have anything to say, you can talk after you finish it. It's very uncomfortable to cough like this."

Long Ningyu:······

The fist became hard, as if Song Zhiwei was beaten to death with one punch.

After finally calming down his cough, Long Ningyu put the food in front of him ...