Lu Mingyu paused for a moment, and his confusion disappeared. He immediately raised his chin and said, "I already said that suffering losses are the best for the brain. I have never suffered much, so how can my brain be big? "
Lu Yang was rendered speechless.
He, this sucker, seemed to be having a good time.
"I don't know why, but compared to Lu Mingyu, Lu Yang is more like a parent. Especially now, it's like Lu Yang is educating her own silly child."
"If Lu Yang could give Lu Mingyu a call, she would first ask if her resentful brother is around?"
The quiet forest was like an ink painting. From a distance, a thin white mist was wrapped around the waist. The green forest was as pure as a house, and the faint chirping of birds came from nowhere.
The sun was a little hot at the moment, but Lu Mingyu insisted on cleaning up by himself and asked Lu Yang to rest in the shade.
