Opened the shower speechlessly and called Luo Yanran up, with an expression of speechlessness: "Can you be more serious? My brother?"
Luo Yanran woke up dazedly, looking at the scene in front of him and remembering what he was doing. He scratched his head in embarrassment: "A bit tired, let's do it again."
"Alright, quickly wipe your face!" Qhianqhian casually pulled down a towel, wet it under the faucet with cold water, her face full of helplessness, and casually tossed the towel to Luo Yanran: "Can you be a bit more reliable?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Yanran furrowed his brows, reached out for the towel, and wiped his face, his expression full of complexity.
The cold towel made contact with his skin, immediately invigorating him, the light in his eyes grew even brighter.
If it weren't for this unreliable little girl, would he be so tired? Always worrying, always worrying, how could he sleep?
This is only because those three brothers don't know, or else...
