"I wanted to give you a birthday gift, but it was damaged."

Wu Yaoan looked at Zhao Luo's face that was rubbed like a cat, and then looked at the four dislikes held in the other party's hand, and laughed, laughing and laughing out of tears.

"Thank you." Wu Yaoan stepped forward and stretched out his hand to take the four dislikes, but was stopped by Zhao Luo.

"You'll take it when the ingredients are dry."

The first time Zhao Luo used paint, he didn't know the depth and made it look like this. After speaking, Zhao Luo stood up and took out a package from under the table.

"What is this? Did you prepare? ”

Wu Yaoan looked at the somewhat old bag, looked at the thick dust on the bag, and didn't want to step forward to take it at all, this Zhao Luo

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