As Chi Jiao looked at the young man in the video, she felt her blood boil.
To be honest, she wanted to push him down.
When Quan Jue saw that her petite face had turned red from coughing, he frowned. "Why are you coughing so badly? Did you catch a cold?"
Chi Jiao shook her head like a rattle drum. "No."
"Jiaojiao, your face is very red." Quan Jue stared at her face, still worried. "Are you sure you're alright?"
Chi Jiao felt her face burning up. On the one hand, she was too excited, but on the other hand, she felt embarrassed.
She felt that she was really too shameless.
How could she have such evil thoughts!
"I'm fine." Chi Jiao was close to writing the words "guilty" on her face as she clearly lacked confidence in her words.
To be honest, she was about to have a nosebleed.
If anyone else saw her like this, they would definitely say that she was a love-struck fool.
