After coming out of the bathroom, Lei Xiao was on the balcony making a call.
Lin Hanxing, who had forgotten to bring a change of clothes, quickly went to bed and wrapped himself with a thin blanket.
Two thin white legs stretched out from below.
Her toes, which looked like jasmine petals, were left hanging outside.
When Lei Xiao walked in from outside, he saw Lin Hanxing wrapped in a thin blanket, with half of his shoulders and legs exposed.
He took out the blue box of bruise-removing ointment from Holy hand's paper bag.
&Quot; Lu Jiashu called a bunch of rich Playboys to a bar tonight. &Quot;
"Lu bingde too."
As soon as Lei Xiao finished speaking, Lin Hanxing tilted his head and smiled mysteriously.
However, his eyes were cold.
Her pink and white little face, which had just taken a shower, was full of traces of indifference.
He thought about it.
Lin Hanxing picked up his phone and dialed old Lu's number.
