You seem to be very proficient in stone gambling and antiques

"What's our Yingluo doing?" Lan Xiao turned his head to look at Wen Muchu, raised their hands and shook them. He blinked his eyes and asked Wen Muchu.

Wen Muchu smiled faintly but refused to answer properly. Instead, he asked, " "What do you think?"

In fact, his hint was already very obvious.

However, Lan Xiao was still very confused and didn't understand what he meant.

After hailing a taxi, Lan Xiao got in and was about to tell him not to send her off when Wen Muchu walked in next to her.

Lan Xiao's heart was filled with sweetness, but he still said awkwardly, " "Actually, you don't have to send me back personally. This car is directly at the school gate. It's fine, it's very safe."

Wen Muchu pursed his thin lips and stared at her with a faint smile. He would never say that he wanted to spend more time with her.

Ever since that person came yesterday, he didn't know how he had managed to survive the entire day and night.