"Cough, cough, cough..."
Why did she say he slept with her? She also slept with him, okay!
But when she said this, Michael Gordon withdrew his hands obediently, "Fine, you tell it."
It's rare for his woman to be willing to confess, so it's natural that he'd be happy about it.
"Well, um..."
At this point, Ivy Aretha felt that she had no need to cover it up anymore, "That night, I helped you back home, and while you were pulling and dragging, I discovered that you'd been drugged. It is said that there's no cure for that kind of drug. The only antidote is..."
When she got to this point, a hint of blush still flashed across Ivy Aretha's face. After a pause, she gritted her teeth and continued, "It is...It is..."
It took her a long time to say what it is, and Michael Gordon was about to laugh out loud, "What is it?"
"It's that thing, you know!"
"What thing?"
Michael Gordon laughed, his eyebrows curving, "Back then you didn't seem shy. Why are you acting shy now?"
