Xiang Linghao complained inwardly as he entered the room and changed his shoes.
Tang Yuxiu impatiently urged him, "Hurry up!"
Xiang Linghao felt aggrieved and retorted out loud, "Young Master Tang, how fast do you want me to be? You're asking for help and showing this attitude. Believe it or not, I'll just quit and leave right now."
"Try leaving and see." Tang Yuxiu's eyes narrowed slightly, his whole demeanor exuding a threat.
Xiang Linghao gritted his teeth, "Fine, you win."
Tang Yuxiu snorted coldly, leading him upstairs.
Xiang Linghao asked with interest from behind, "Young Master Tang, you're not going to spray me with disinfectant this time?"
Previously, every time he came to Tang's house, he was always ready to spray them with disinfectant. It was the first time he was let in after changing shoes.
"Cut the crap."
Xiang Linghao laughed playfully and suddenly took out his phone from his pocket to quickly snap a picture of Tang Yuxiu's messy back.
