Lin Xingruo paused and the smile on her lips widened to the maximum. She looked harmless. "But sometimes good looks might not be suitable."
The air was suddenly quiet.
Qiao Qiao raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Lin Xingruo.
The smile on Lin Xingruo's face was as bright as before. "Sister Qiao Qiao, am I right?"
Lin Xingruo's thoughts were too obvious. She didn't hide them at all, allowing Qiao Qiao to see them clearly. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, she could tolerate it. She looked at Lin Xingruo and smiled. "Sister Xingruo is too right. It might not be suitable. I'm not the only one who has to remember this sentence. You have to remember this sentence too."
Old Master Qiao's voice came. "Alright."
Qiao Qiao and Lin Xingruo looked at Old Master Qiao at the same time.
