"Yeah... Uh... I drank too much and fell asleep. Are you here? Thank you. Goodbye!" Lin Man was about to get off the car, and his mind was filled with "Uncle took the money and nodded to me. I said happily: Uncle, bye!" Goodbye, goodbye, never see you again.
"Didn't you drink?" Lin Man was stunned. "I mean, you mixed Coca-Cola with red wine and took two sips in two hours." The person in front of him had a calm and honest look in his eyes. Instead of the soft bangs on his forehead, he had a clean and bright forehead. The bangs were neatly combed up, making him look a bit adult-like.
"You fart..." Before the word "fart" came out of her mouth, a hand suddenly pinched Lin Man's face, and the hand full of "rouge and gouache" was stretched out in front of her as if to prove it.
"What do you want to do, Lu Sen?"