As the saying goes, people depend on clothes and Buddhas depend on gold clothes. The little boy really stayed in the bathroom for an hour and then came out, changed into new clothes and dried his hair. He looked much more comfortable.

Naturally curly hair hangs down on his forehead, less mundane and refreshing, just as cool as his eyes.

"What's your name?"

"Introduce yourself before you ask someone else's name!"

An Alpine laughed alongside him, and it was a pleasure to see Yecheng eat meagre.

"Looks like you're great, and so is that person. What are you doing here?" The little boy asked himself again.

Ye Yicheng flicked a...