"Cough cough..."
In the meeting.
As soon as Yi Lin's voice fell,
Li Changge, Xu Anjing, and Wang Tiandi, two people and one dog, started to cough frantically.
Meanwhile, another group consisting of Li Erpang, Ning You, and Xiao Chuer were communicating non-verbally, exchanging glances and furiously conveying messages with their eyes.
"Are you all sick?"
Yi Lin asked curiously.
As the guild president, he was indeed very concerned about the members' physical and mental health.
"No, no, no!" Xu Anjing was the first to deny emphatically, "I choked on my saliva!"
Yi Lin looked at Li Changge with an expressionless face, "You too?"
Li Changge straightened his face, as calm as a breeze, hehe laughed, "What a coincidence, indeed it is."
"Wang'er?"
Wang Tiandi raised a paw energetically, stretched out his tongue, and forcefully pointed with his paw to the tip of his tongue, as if to indicate that he also choked on his saliva.
Yi Lin pondered for a moment.
