C59 Qiao Zi Was Unwilling to Give up

"Lu Zixuan..."

Lu Zixuan, who had been leaning against the door and had his arms crossed in front of his chest, heard Zuo Yichen calling his name. His thin lips could not help but curve into a thought-provoking arc.

"You... deal with it."

Zuo Yichen's slender right hand pointed towards the bed in the room.

"I have mysophobia, so... you handle the big bed