Qin Mu shook open the 'sweat towel' and looked at the quality of the silk, "I originally thought that your odor was fragrant and very familiar. It turned out that we are using the same kind of fabric."
Ling Yuxiu looked at the 'sweat towel' and her face instantly turned beet red. She immediately snatched over the 'sweat towel' in anger and embarrassment, "This is mine! How come it's with you? You even treat it as a sweat towel! I'm ignoring you!"
The girl stomped angrily and squatted on top of the dragon's head. She rested her chin on her hands and looked far away.
Qin Mu was stunned, "This is your sweat towel?"
"It's not a sweat towel!"
Ling Yuxiu was angry, "This is my, my… I'm ignoring you!"
"If it's not a sweat towel then what is it?"
