Nian Shutong coughed violently, and Fu Yunhe sprayed a mouthful of tofu pudding from his nostrils, still concerned about patting Nian Shutong on the back.
Nian Shutong waved her hand at Fu Yunhe, saying, "I'm fine."
But her gaze was fixed intently on Ha Ha, who had a "what happened" expression on his face.
"Ha Ha, what did you say? Who served in the bedroom?"
"Xiao He."
Ha Ha answered as if it were only natural, looking at Nian Shutong puzzledly and asked in a low voice, "Is it not to be said? Is it a secret?"
The Commander had once told him there were things that should not be disclosed; could this be one of those things?
But what now that Ha Ha had already mentioned it?
"Ha Ha was dreaming, talking nonsense."
Ha Ha, very serious yet spouting nonsense, averted his gaze, picked up the tofu pudding in front of him, and downed it in one breath.
Anyone with eyes could tell he was talking nonsense.
