The corners of Ling Tianmiao's mouth twitched and his eyes stood up.

"Bah, is this what the little guy told you?

You were lied to!"

Yang Haoran frowned, with a questioning look on his face.

"Haha, spraying water is a welcome? Do you think it's the Water Splashing Festival?

That's basically a little thing spitting at you!

You actually use it as a skin care product! What a shame!”

The corners of Yang Haoran's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but want to slap Xiaolong over.

But he was an adult after all, so he took a deep breath and endured it.

Xiaolong, like a child who made a mistake, made a squeaking sound and hid.

"Ahem, let's forget this question. I just want to talk about Fan Tingting."

Yang Haoran's expression became serious, and then he introduced the situation Xiaolong had just encountered to Ling Tianmiao.

After Ling Tianmiao heard this, he immediately frowned and started thinking.
Chapter completed!