Long Beijue pressed her shoulder with one hand and held the hair dryer with the other, "No, this is all dripping with water."

"Then I will do it myself." As she said that, she reached out to grab the hair dryer.

Long Beijue raised his master and refused to let her get it because of her height advantage.

"Be good, children should be obedient."

“…”

Be good.

And when will she be a child?

"I'm twenty-two," she stressed.

Long Beijue raised his eyebrows, "I'm twenty-six."

So she is his child, a very stubborn child.

Qiao Luo's eyes turned, and he looked at him with a little disgusting, as arrogant as ever, "It turns out that Young Master Long is so old."

Long Beijue's lips froze, is he old?

The heartbreaking words were not over yet, and she continued to finish the fight, "People say that three years older than us is a generation gap, and we are four years older than us. It seems that the gap between us is a gap."

“…”

Divide?

She is sure?

Long Beijue narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at her with a smile, "I can fill it up as well, do you want to try it?"

He bent down slowly and approached.

"Now, try?"

The warm breath sprayed on his face, Qiao Luo froze and his curled eyelashes trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!