Lu Shiran said indifferently, "Anyway, it's no use to me; I was going to throw it away, you've never seen this type before, have you?"
The elderly lady chuckled, "Who said that? It took over half a year to research. How could you just throw it away?"
Lu Shiran's face turned red with embarrassment, "Wha, what, no, I can make one of these in minutes."
Qiao Yun, holding the 'little gadget,' her eyes shining and voice soft, said, "Thank you."
She knew better than anyone that for Lu Shiran to make this small robot, he must have overcome many difficulties.
And now he was giving her something so precious.
Although Qiao Yun was still unclear whether she was liked or disliked.
She thought about it and decided to also give Lu Shiran a gift.
Lu Shiran, his face turning even redder, argued with them, "I told you it was supposed to be thrown away, why don't you believe me?"