Ye Zimo looked at the time, frowned first, then picked down his eyebrows and was ready to leave.

Xia Yihan holds the leaf ink and does not let go.

Ye Zimo kept waiting.

When Xia Yihan looked at the time, it was five o'clock. At first sight, the people in front of her were scattered, and the first stop of the team stood up and prepared to leave.

The resident is about sixty years old.

Xia Yihan ran over with the leaf ink.

"Hold me today and ask for a safety sign."

The residence looked up at Xia Yihan, with a white face full of smiles and kind eyes.

"That's...