"Qianqian, are you an idiot?" Qin Nuan smacked Luo Qianqian as soon as they left the hospital, looking at her speechlessly and shouted.
Cong Rong looked confused, it seemed like Luo Qianqian hadn't done anything particularly bad, right?
Luo Qianqian shrunk her head, wasn't it just... "I didn't get caught... There won't be any handprints."
Handprints? Looking at the white down jacket on Qin Nuan and recalling the action of Luo Qianqian rubbing her chest earlier, Cong Rong burst out laughing.
Qin Nuan's face was filled with frustration: "You can't be jealous of me just because you don't have them, can you?"
"Who said I don't have them? I will have them." Luo Qianqian proudly patted her chest, not bragging... "Ah!"
"What's wrong?" Although Qin Nuan's words were full of blame, she was very concerned about Luo Qianqian. Hearing Luo Qianqian's voice, she immediately switched to a nervous expression.
Luo Qianqian looked distressed: "My soy milk..."
