Crimson Shadow opened his phone, ready to call Gu Shaocheng, but Hua Hua snatched the phone from his hand. Casually placing his hand on Crimson Shadow's shoulder, he said, "Don't. I need to go back and soak in a milk bath, sleep comfortably, get a new hairstyle, and change my clothes. Look at me — if my brother sees me looking like this, he'll laugh his head off!"
Looking like this?
Crimson Shadow's lips twitched twice.
Maybe it's Africa's ferocious sun to blame, his skin certainly didn't look as fair as it used to, but by no means could he be mistaken for someone looking like that.
