Sand Sculptures Are Like God's Help[Transmigration Book]

After two sentences, before turning his head, Lu Jiuzhi had already left in his car.

Back in the small apartment where the two lived, the two looked at each other with a sticky and anxious atmosphere, Lu Jiuzhi swallowed to avoid Su Yechi's eyes that seemed to be burning with fire.

"I'm going to take a shower first!" Su Yechi showed a triumphant smile, and stepped into the bathroom first.

Lu Jiuzhi was nervously arranging the gifts he brought back in the room, while looking forward to what Su Yechi would look like when he came out of the bathroom.

When Su Yechi came out of the bathroom, he was dressed very formally. The bathrobe wrapped him tightly, only showing a pair of calves.

Lu Jiuzhi didn't know whether he was relieved or disappointed, but he walked into the bathroom nervously.

Su Yechi was in a good mood and picked out the gift from Chen Feng from a pile of presents. There were two cartons in total, one of which contained taotao of various models and brands, and the one signed by He Tiangong contained various flavors. Run Huaye.

When Lu Jiuzhi walked out of the bathroom and saw XX and XXX all over the floor, he slipped and almost fell.