"Really?" Gu Qibao blinked and turned to look at Nangong Ran, "Are there mosquitoes? I didn't feel anything."
As she spoke, she also glanced at Di Jinxuan and took a good look at her neck, and indeed, there were a few red spots; she saw two of them.
But then she thought that it didn't quite look like mosquito bites. Just as she was about to say something, Nangong Ran started to make a fuss, "Ah, who cares, as long as they didn't bite you, it's all good. Let's eat, let's eat."
"Oh." Gu Qibao nodded, but couldn't help but ask curiously, "Jinxuan, are those mosquito bites on your neck?"
Di Jinxuan's face inexplicably turned the color of a boiled shrimp as she hurriedly bowed her head and touched her neck, vaguely responding, "Yes, yes, they are."
"We'll need to get some mosquito repellent later on," Fang Hao told Di Yan, "Strange, how could there be mosquitoes on this ship?"
