"I can't figure it out." Pang Yu shook his head.

"What doesn't make sense?" Roses lie on the edge of the window, not in a hurry, to chat with Pang Yuxuan, the scenery is too good, by the way, to enjoy the moon.

Rose's personality is like this, lazy, and somewhat chameleon-like, any environment can be integrated.

"A gift for Feifei?"

"What's wrong with it?"

"Did you send it?"

"I'm free." Rose smiled charmingly. "Let her see my masterpiece anyway. She's in a good mood."

"Did you fill it?" Pang Yuxuan was really surprised. He thought it was the master, but he did not think it was the one in...