Ji Nan felt incredibly guilty seeing this.
He quickly looked away and said, "What's so strange about it? Maybe it's just the alcohol not being suitable, some sort of alcohol allergy, perhaps?"
"Really?" Mo Shu didn't believe it.
"Of course it's true, when I couldn't handle alcohol before, I always got like this after drinking too much."
Mo Shu still didn't believe it.
But besides this, there seemed to be no other explanation.
"Don't worry, it's normal. It should return to normal by tomorrow." Ji Nan was panicking inside, not even daring to look at her, and said, "The food has just been reheated, why not have a bite first."
Mo Shu touched her lips, reluctantly accepting this feeble explanation.
After all, there was really no better explanation.
Mo Shu looked at Ji Nan's busy back and said, "I just dreamed of Yu Siqiao."
Ji Nan froze in his actions, almost dropping the plate he was holding.
