C148 A Hot Potato

The little hand of the green bamboo was raised in the air just like that, as if time had stopped and it had been a long time since it had last moved.

In the end, she slowly clenched her fingers, placed them on her lap, and slowly lowered her eyelashes.

"You're right. I promise that I will never meet Granny Yu again. "

Alright, there's no reason to. This is their request