On the side, Qin Zhaoran said lightly, "If you're not feeling well, you can come to me for medicine."
Qiao Mo was taken aback, her face turning bright red, and she hurriedly explained, "No... no... we didn't..."
"I get it, I get it, it's just that kind of thing, don't be shy, if you're not feeling well, just tell Zhaoran." Yan Jiu interrupted with an expression of complete understanding.
Qin Zhaoran nodded and added fuel to the fire, "Yeah, I understand too."
Qiao Mo's face was burning; they... they were unbelievable!
Qiao Mo instinctively looked at Fu Nancheng, hoping he would say something to clarify.
Fu Nancheng nodded, "Yeah, they all understand."
"You... you... we clearly didn't..." Qiao Mo spoke through gritted teeth.
Yan Jiu raised an eyebrow, "Didn't what?"
"Didn't... didn't do..."
