C89 The wall of misfortunes

Leng Aoxue and Wu Haijian, one in front and one in front, walked onto the street. After a long while, they did not say anything, causing Leng Aoxue to finally be unable to hold back, her eyebrows slightly raised as she pretended to be angry: When I say 'little follower', don't you usually talk a lot? What happened today? Could it be that if you follow me