"Well, I only have two sets of clothes. If you don't wear them, I'll have to!"
Seeing Yun Menghan looking at him with suspicion, Qin Tian motioned to her with his mouth.
Yun Menghan was suffering from a cold and fever, feeling chilled, and wearing wet clothes was definitely inappropriate. Upon hearing Qin Tian say he only had two sets of clothes, she hesitated for a moment and said, "Then you, throw the clothes over."
"At a time like this, you're still holding up your pride..."
Qin Tian was speechless, but he also knew that if he didn't give Yun Menghan clothes, her illness would probably only get worse.
However, when Qin Tian tossed the clothes to Yun Menghan, she hesitated.
Her clothes were still wet; putting dry clothes over them wouldn't keep her warm.
But to take off the wet clothes and change into dry ones... with this strange, lecherous man nearby, how could she change?
Thus, Yun Menghan was very troubled.
