The brothers suddenly laughed in a stifled manner, all in high spirits, "You got somewhere with her just now?"
"Third Brother, you're asking the wrong question. You know Old Eight isn't quick to understand, so you shouldn't ask him like that!" Gu Xuanye intervened, then turned to ask Han Xishi, "Old Eight, did the girl just now help you reduce swelling? Did you guys get physical?!"
Han Xishi thought about it, shook his head, then nodded.
Everyone was confused. "Did you two get physical or not?!"
Han Xishi scratched his head and furrowed his eyebrows, "I don't know..."
Everyone facepalmed: ...
Oh my God!
How could they have a brother whose emotional and intellectual intelligence is so low that it exceeds human limits?!
He seriously lowered the average IQ of their group!
Wu Yao cleared his throat, patience in full force, and continued asking, "Old Eight, let's put it this way, when you disappeared just now, what were you and that girl doing?!"
