That's how it is.
Honestly, it's not that hard to understand.
"I..."
As soon as Ye Liuyun said that, the seriousness on Shi Sheng's face cracked instantly.
His face flushed bright red.
He really wanted to explain himself, but for a moment, he had no idea what to say.
After all, Shi Sheng knew his own body best—lately, he honestly had been feeling aches and pains.
"Pfft!"
As Shi Sheng's friend,
the moment Si Nan heard this, he didn't even try to hold it back—he just burst out laughing.
"Hahahahaha!"
And he only laughed harder, without an ounce of restraint.
"You're weak! Shi Sheng, you've actually gotten soft! Hahaha!"
Jiang Jing and Feng Feiyi, standing off to the side, weren't as exaggerated as Si Nan,
but they couldn't help themselves—the corners of their mouths twitched, barely suppressing their laughter.
"Get lost, you!"
He could tolerate being teased by anyone—
except by Si Nan.
