Yao Xuanhang wiped his nose and asked, "Handprint? What handprint?"
"The handprint of Wang Lingguan, have you ever heard of it?" Jiangli inquired.
Yao Xuanhang's tone was quite clueless, "No, never heard of it..."
Jiangli: "..."
As expected, she couldn't count on ordinary people to understand these things.
She quickly turned to Xia Xin beside her and said, "Is there any way for them to see me and learn how to make the handprint from me?"
Xia Xin said, "That's simple."
He tapped a few times on his phone.
Then Jiangli saw a figure gradually appearing on the originally pitch-black screen.
It was none other than Yao Xuanhang across from her.
As soon as Yao Xuanhang switched from voice to video call, he opened his swollen eyelids to look, and saw a tender and fair young face.
Cui Wenzhe also looked over at this moment.
Both men were immediately bewildered.
Where did this cute little Lolita come from?
