C417 Do You Have a Place for Me

"Shen Luoluo, that's enough!"

Shen Ziang was careless. Shen Luoluo's oily little hand immediately touched his clothes, and five finger marks appeared on his clean white shirt.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

"Shen Luoluo! Are you dirty?"

"It's not dirty. My hands are very clean, and my clothes are also very clean. I have a handkerchief with me. Brother