"Well, of course, I know you mean it. Can I spare you?" Liu Lu murmurs and stoops to pick up the box. Yu Tianrong laughs and watches them bump their heads. They both want to look down to pick up their clothes, so they bump their heads.

Liu Lu put her head over her head, "hello..."

"I'm sorry, I want to help you pick up your clothes!" Liu Lu took a look at him and took his clothes. "Forget it, I'm in a good mood today. I don't care about you. Oh, the dress is dirty! It's all your fault! " A face of heartache looked at unfortunately stained white...