C42 Iron Only Needs a Pair of Hands!

Duan Hong walked into the room and put Ning Xiao on his bed. He sat down on a chair next to Ning Lang. Ning Lang was carrying a bag on his back and was standing there cautiously. Duan Hong said angrily, "Sit down. What are you standing there for?"

"Thank you, senior!" Ning Lang carefully put the bag on the table and sat down by the side.

"Don't be so short-sighted, senior