Ouchi Smoke Cloud

At this time, Song Weinian walked out of the bathroom, holding two towels in his hand and asked her which one was for washing her face. Zhao Lan blushed to the point of her spine. She was so embarrassed that she didn't even want to raise her head, because one of the two towels was for bathing and the other was for wiping feet. "Not this one, I'll get it for you." She rushed into the bathroom and brought him a new towel. When she came out, she was met with Zhang Zhaozhao's suspicious eyes. She pointed at Song Weinian in the bathroom, and her lips made three shapes. These three mouth shapes corresponded to three words: boyfriend, friend, friend? Zhao Lande quickly waved her hands as if to clear the relationship, "No, no, my brother, cousin, just came here this morning." She was worried that her lie was not perfect enough, so she deliberately added the last sentence to prevent Zhang Zhaozhao from continuing to cross-examine. The shrewd Zhang Zhaozhao glanced at the messy quilt and blanket on the sofa, and then at Zhao Lande, and suddenly "knew it all", so he covered his mouth and laughed secretly.