Lu Xiaoxiao stirred his neck and expressed his disapproval. "I think if you are sincere, maybe we still need to talk about it."

"Where do you see that I'm not sincere?" There was a smile in Yan Xun's eyes, but he was thick-skinned. What can't he say, "I just came to see you? One day is like three autumns apart. Do you understand?

Lu Xiaoxiao shook his head and said firmly, "Your mouth will get stuck when it is critical. The more useless things you are, the more important things you have to say."

"I'm telling you the truth" Yan Xun's eyes are gloomy, and he doesn't know whether it's...