As he spoke, he twisted open the lid of the thermos in his hand, poured out a cupful of steaming brown sugar water, and handed it to her:
"Here, drink some brown sugar water before you go onstage. It'll help calm your nerves."
"Oh."
Su Qiao wasn't drinking it because she was on her period. It was because the brown sugar water Qi Jingmo had made was sweet and especially delicious.
Some fans sitting in the front rows, close enough to see, began to envy and resent them.
"My god, isn't Ink God being a little too considerate and gentle?"
"Yeah. Whoever he likes must be so happy."
"That woman's only reasonably pretty. There's nothing special about her. Why is Ink God being so considerate toward her?"
"Exactly. And she looks a little older than Ink God. She's completely unworthy of him!"
"But Ink God even helped her put on a jacket, and he carries a thermos with him. It looks like there's brown sugar water inside, too. Anyone can tell their relationship is far from ordinary."
Brown sugar water was something women usually drank during that time of the month.
If a man even knew about a woman's special days and took such meticulous care of her, who would believe they had nothing going on?
The players were already taking their positions, yet the captain and the other player were still feeding everyone dog food. Even someone as slow on the uptake as Deng Fan was about to lose patience.
"Hey, are you two done yet?"
They had made the venue look like a matchmaking show, with pink bubbles floating everywhere.
"Don't forget, you two are here to compete, not show off your relationship!"
Couldn't they spare a thought for all of us single dogs?
And Captain, did you