What could cause a person's head and her body to hate each other and be in a state where they could not tolerate each other?
Lu Xin mulled over this question in silence, but he couldn't find any clues.
Even though he had already gone through a stage of systematic training, Lu Xin knew that he was still lacking in knowledge of mental pollution. Most of the time, he judged the contamination by looking at it with his eyes.
This was somewhat unprofessional.
At this time, facing the worried and concerned gazes of uncle and nephew Zhou, he pondered for a while and had to tell the truth.
"I'm sure there's something wrong with her, but I can't tell what the problem is yet."
Lu Xin looked into the confused eyes of the Zhou brothers and tried to explain, " there are many ways to pollute the environment. Although I'm more professional, I'm not the most professional. In the past, when I dealt with the source of pollution, I usually directly ...
