C870 A Woman Who Speaks with Mixed Feelings and Is Fickle.

Zhan Beirong saw that even Mu Shuishan was stuttering when she spoke, so he guessed that Mu Shuishan must have something to say. Since she didn't want to say it, Zhan Beirong could only pretend that nothing had happened.

"Give it to me." Mu Shuishan bent down and took the hair dryer that Zhan Beirong had just put aside.

Zhan Beirong sat on the sofa in a relaxed and lazy manner. In his memory