C440 Then You Have a Pretty Thick Skin

Luo Yusheng's days were peaceful and good. Although she had to make seven beds, Luo Yusheng was not in a hurry. She slowly made the beds. It did not matter how much time she wasted since she still had time.

When the bed was finished, Luo Yusheng took out a package of potato chips and badan wood from the box. It was no longer the small package she had prepared earlier