บท 848: Fu Xiang's short story (2)

"Why aren't you saying anything?" huaiqing frowned.

What I want is master Luo's time management technique, not master Luo's car flipping technique ... Xu Qi 'an's mind was full of questions. He pinched his throat and coughed a few times. Then, without answering huaiqing, he ordered the coachman, "

"Let's go," he said.

After reaching rank-5, he could control his body perfectly, including his voice. It was not difficult for him to make a sharp female voice at the last minute. As for whether it was similar or not, with the cough as a foreshadowing, it was understandable that Lin 'an's voice would change a little due to the discomfort of his body.

He hoped that huaiqing didn't notice ...

He spent the entire afternoon fooling around with Lin 'an. He accompanied her to talk, play chess, drink tea, and occasionally had physical contact. It became more harmonious and natural.