"But my pants are not completely prepared."
The tone instantly changed, the laughter vanished, and Lin Li's voice had a tinge of melancholy, as he clasped his hands in front of himself, protecting the crucial area.
Just now there was a ripping sound, at least Lin Li himself heard it quite clearly.
If Lin Li's original stance was described as "beautiful," now it had turned to "stubborn."
His melancholy was not just faint, it was quite consuming.
Chen Yu Ying: "?"
"Pfft—" When she realized what Lin Li was talking about, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Then this school uniform of yours, costing eighteen hundred, isn't as good quality as the original," Chen Yu Ying said, trying to hold back her laughter.
