Bai Zhuohua took the water brought by Nianzhi and drank a gulp, then looked at Qin Yin, "You really can't satisfy Nan Shao, huh? That's why he needs to supplement you like this?"
Qin Yin glared at Bai Zhuohua, and Nan Sichen curved his lips, half-smiling, and added, "Indeed, physical strength is a bit lacking."
Qin Yin just took a sip of soup, and then sprayed it all out.
After the soup sprayed out, she also started coughing violently. What does he mean by physical strength being a bit lacking? Can he not speak so ambiguously?
Qin Yin felt a bit embarrassed.
Nan Sichen reached out and patted her back, "Why do you drink so hastily? Drink slowly, these are all yours."
Nianzhi looked pitifully at Nan Sichen, his big watery eyes blinking, "Daddy, I want to drink too."
