Xing Jiuan held her forehead!
She felt like laughing.
"Jiuan, this friend of yours is really a clown!" Master said from the side. He seemed to be amused.
"Hehe, Master, I'm Boss's happy fruit," the young man said proudly when he heard that.
"Yes, you are." Master couldn't help but laugh.
The young man smiled and asked again, "Do you want to use a rope? I still have a lot of ropes here."
"You can choose whatever color you want!"
The three of them looked at each other. "You have quite a lot of rope!"
"Yeah, we brothers have to jump rope occasionally to exercise. Do you need it, bro? I'll get it."
"Then I'll have to trouble you." Before the other two could say anything, Xing Jiuan's fan had already spoken first. He was calm and polite, but his grip was a little heavy as he wrapped the man up again.
