"Ruobing, why are you not saying anything? Did you lose your voice from shouting last night?"
Yao Fei spoke again upon seeing that Han Ruobing was silent.
Startled by Yao Fei's words, Han Ruobing paused. Lose her voice from shouting? What does that mean?
Then, she caught on and struggled to breathe evenly.
Tang Luo had noticed something off about Han Ruobing's reaction earlier and was curious, so he listened carefully.
Just as he started listening, Yao Fei blurted out that remark, and he couldn't help it—he spurted out his soy milk.
If he hadn't reacted quickly by turning his head, the soy milk would definitely have sprayed all over Han Ruobing's face.
"Cough cough..."
Tang Luo coughed a few times, thinking Yao Fei sure had a sharp tongue!
"Ah, I hear my idol's voice, why are you coughing? Ruobing, you guys are really too much, look at what you've done to my idol, he can't stop coughing..."
Yao Fei shouted again from the other side.
"..."
