This address can turn to ashes Bai Bufan... pfft pfft, that's unlucky. This address must not turn to ashes.
In short, it's a bit too familiar.
"I know," faced with Bai Bufan's query, Lin Li nodded calmly, "If it's not your home address, I wouldn't even mention it."
Bai Bufan let out a relieved laugh:
"Haha, Lin Li, you know, my impression of you right now is just like the first time I tasted glutinous rice back in the day."
"Oh? How so? Exorcised?"
Lin Li jokingly glanced over, thinking that if Bai Bufan nodded, he would throw a handful of glutinous rice at him.
"No, Lin Li, it's—" Bai Bufan shook his head, gradually reading out the answer expressionlessly, "Ah! Mi! Sha-pe!"
"Heh," Lin Li laughed with satisfaction, no longer paying attention, but instead focusing on Hu's current position.
He's still moving forward.
His shoulders, slightly raised to the sides, aren't wide, but give an extremely solid and determined impression.
