Ziyi's hands moved skillfully, and even though he was speaking, he didn't slow down.
He looked up at Luo Haofeng, who was still staring at the parts in his hands. Ziyi's mouth slightly curved upward, and he lowered his head again, working even faster.
"Ziyi, you little trickster."
A few seconds later, Luo Haofeng suddenly cursed.
Wen Ran walked to the front of the sofa and checked Luo Haofeng and Ziyi's progress; for the moment, Ziyi was leading.
A smile appeared on her face as she sat down next to Jing Xiaocha, watching quietly without saying a word.
"Ranran, what do you think, is Xiaoxiao coming?"
On the other side, An Lin leaned forward slightly, inquiring about Bai Xiaoxiao to Wen Ran.
Though her voice was low, since it was about Bai Xiaoxiao, Luo Haofeng couldn't help but glance at them.
Seeing that Wen Ran didn't speak, the initial expectant look in Luo Haofeng's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a hint of disappointment.
