C382 Solitude

Yun Xiangxiang patted off his hand on his shoulder, "Quickly bring your hand over. Later, your clothes will be dirty. "

Fu Sihan never dreamed that he would one day not pick a single piece of clothing. He looked up at the ceiling and muttered to himself, "Mom, it is my son who has let you down. I will not dare to give your things to Yun Xiangxiang in the future. Otherwise