"Running? Are you on your way back? Lu Luo's constitution isn't very good, so why is he breathing so heavily?"
Bai Yuetong looked at her phone with some confusion, but she didn't think too much about it.
"Alright then, come back soon after your run. I have something to tell you."
"HISS—OUCH! Okay, I'll come back as fast as I can!"
Lu Luo didn't ask Bai Yuetong what the matter was and just hung up the phone.
There was no helping it; Han Shiyu was truly being excessive. Unable to withstand it any longer, he glared at Han Shiyu, his face full of anger.
"You demoness, I am about to reveal my true form!"
Han Shiyu quietly looked up, the corners of her mouth glistening.
"Then come at me!"
「...」
After a long while, Lu Luo and Han Shiyu finally came out of the house.
Looking at Yuan Mian, who was lying on the chair in a state of collapse, their expressions were somewhat strange.
"What's wrong with this woman? And why is there a puddle of water here? Were our voices too loud?"
