Chu Mo only felt that his head was somewhat dull and his body was beginning to get hot. He supported his forehead, then gently shook his head and forced himself to be more spiritual.

And Lu Xiaoxiao is thinking about how to make Zhu Mo dispel gas, so he did not notice his state.

After a long time, Lu Xiaoxiao bit his teeth, coughed softly, and blushed faintly on his face, seemingly shy of his own ideas.

"I'm sorry... Originally, my problems have been so many that I don't know how to dispel your anger, so..."

In the end, Lu Xiaoxiao disappeared and looked up at her. It seemed strange...