C805 The Writers Are All Making up Things!

Feeling the tension in the air, Lu Yuan mimed zipping his lips shut, pressing them tightly together, looking as meek as a quail.

Seeing he finally stopped talking, Yih Qianbo rolled her eyes and said with a touch of exasperation, "Lu Yuan, how did I not realize before how imaginative you are? Give you a rock, and you’d probably connect it to the Stone Age, right? Honestly, I’m amazed