C635 Mutual Understanding

With Huo Chengsan's thin face, after Chang Muhee finished speaking, his face was so red that it could be seen with the naked eye.

The handkerchief in his hand dripped wet water. Drip by drip, it splashed onto his feet, but he seemed unaware of it.

Chang Muhee grinned and pointed to his wet shoes, "Little brother Chengsan, did you see that? Your shoes! "

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