Chapter 611 You Didn't Do That On Purpose, Did You?

"Here you go!" She held out one of the slightly larger loaves of bread to him. Gilbert glanced down at it, then at the bread in her other hand, and said disdainfully, "Do you think I'd eat a sweet thing like that?" "You!" Kisa was really pissed off. She took the bread back. "Forget it. Why are you still so picky in time like this?" She sat back down at the place where she had just slept. Seeing that his coat was still on the floor, she reached out and picked it up before throwing it at him. "Put it on, or you will bother me if you get sick." "Put it on. You are much weaker and more likely to get sick." Gilbert threw the coat back again, landing on her body. The coat still carried the warmth of their body. She looked at his thin sweater and said, "I'm not very cold. I won't get sick. So you should put it on." Kisa was about to throw the coat back. Gilbert suddenly sneered. "Stop playing tough with that kind of body of yours. You will only trouble me if you get sick." He always soun