C81 You're Jealous of Me Aren't You

Time passed quickly at work.

Ruhr had already made the necessary preparations for the internal selection. She put down the things in her hands. The leaves on the leaves had long since withered.

The red and purple color was no longer vigorous.

It seemed that she had never watered them since she had moved in a month ago.

Ruhr stood up, looked at the flower, and slightly raised his eyebrows