Lu An wanted to replace everything here with new ones. He wanted to throw away everything that the man had touched before. However, when he thought of Jin Nian's explosive personality, Lu An felt that he should not provoke her for the time being.
After walking around the room, Lu An went back on his word. No matter how much Jin Nian threw a tantrum at him, he would accept it. Otherwise, he would be angered to death in minutes.
In the early autumn, there were still mosquitoes that were focused on sucking blood from Jin Nian's neck. Jin Nian walked out of the bathroom. The mosquito bite on her neck had turned red from her scratching. She dried her hair and draped it over her shoulders. She was wearing a cute red nightgown with cartoon patterns. At a glance, she saw Lu An, who was causing trouble in his own house.
"Lu An! Why are you throwing my things?!"
