I didn't forget to take a deep breath and began to recite crazily in my heart...

Brother's dress! Brother's dress! Brother's dress! Brother's dress! Brother's dress! Brother's dress! ×100

A series of images of the fit Meng Lang doing all kinds of bad moves in this beautiful and expensive dress flashed through his mind. This lasted for a full three seconds. Fangran's lips couldn't help but tremble, and he was covered in goosebumps.

He opened his eyes tremblingly and forced a smile:

"Um...can you bring me the phone?"

"Is this it?"

Shui Lianxin turned around and picked up the Nuo family brick. She looked at him with exquisite eyeliner and eyes that seemed to be made of glass and asked, then handed it to Fang Ran who was lying on the bed.

Fangran raised his hands, which were moving a little slowly, and opened the hidden folder in his hidden photo album. His face became increasingly trembling and pale as he flipped through the pages...

The picture of a burly and muscular figure wearing a pure white Lolita, with an indescribable look on his face, running wildly on the streets of Shanghai with two hairy legs and bare feet, made me feel like my eyes were almost blinded.

Fingers... no, his soul was trembling as he turned over to the last page. Fangran finally exhaled a long breath. Under the influence of his trump card 'forced calmness', he felt that he had even entered the sage's time, and finally could

Normally facing Shui Lianxin sitting next to him, but for some reason he felt sad and burst into tears and laughed out loud.
Chapter completed!