Chapter 505 I don't want to talk to naive ghosts

Tang Xinrou spread her hands, "Skin care products."

This skin care product should be divided into water cream, day cream and night cream, eye cream and neck cream. There are also masks, which are divided into cleansing masks, moisturizing masks, emergency masks, whitening masks. Facial cleansers are indispensable, plus cosmetics, base makeup products, make-up products, there are a lot of them.

A suitcase is almost full, how can it not be heavy?

Liu Wu's eyes turned black: "..."

Women are terrible.

"Let me do it."

Song Yaoyao closed the book'pop', swept into Tang Xinrou's arms, and took the suitcase in Liu Wu's hand.

Liu Wu hurriedly stopped, "Don't, Miss Song, let me—uh—"

I saw that petite girl who looked like a doll, carrying a suitcase that looked like a piece of iron with one hand, lifted it easily, and the suitcase was thrown into the trunk.

Liu Wu twitched the corners of his mouth. Seeing Song Yaoyao went to pick up other things, he unbelievingly reached out and pulled the suitcase.

It is still full of weight.

Therefore, it is not his illusion.

But he, too weak--

Tang Xinrou couldn't bear to let Song Yaoyao work hard, and hurriedly went to help.

A big hand blocked Song Yaoya's movements, she raised her eyes and met the boy's stern brows.

Shen Xun gave a smirk, "Big Brother, do you look down on me? With me, why do you get this kind of wheel? Huh?"

He gently pushed away Song Yaoyao and walked towards the trunk with the suitcase easily.

Because of the force, the green veins bulged slightly on the back of the hand, full of male strength and tension.

"Two over there," Shen Xun stood in the back of the car and squinted, "When did you go to Country T, even your gender changed?"

Only girls can enjoy the privileges. What's the matter with the two big men standing there.

Han Jun touched his nose, hurried over, and said as he walked: "Then what, am I not giving you a chance to show off your male style?"

"Idiot! How is this word used?" Shen Xun kicked his feet up.

Han Jun smiled and jumped away.

Compared to the two, An Feiran was much quieter and peaceful, he just walked aside quietly, preparing to carry his luggage.

Tang Xinrou curled her lips when she saw this, and pushed a small suitcase to him, "Here, bring this to me, be careful, don't mark it!"

"okay."

An Feiran obediently picked up the small suitcase.

Shen Xun had just moved a few iron suitcases and shook his arms. When he turned his head and saw An Feiran like this, he sneered, "An Feiran, did you eat?"

An Feiran glanced at him slowly, without saying a word.

Tang Xinrou was unhappy, "Shen Xun, do you like An Feiran, or why do you aim at him every day? He is the only one in your eyes?"

"I—fuck!"

Shen Xun was disgusted enough, "I have a normal sexual orientation. If you dare to slander Laozi, beware of me beating you!"

"Hey, I'm so scared!"

Tang Xinrou made a grimace at him, pulled Song Yaoya into the car with a smile, and turned her head, "Who is that, An Feiran! Come here and take a car with us!"

"Just come."

An Feiran went back to put other luggage into the trunk, and was about to get on the bus. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and then, the only empty seat in the car was occupied.

The boy laughed badly. He had nowhere to put his long legs in the car. He languidly turned his lips towards An Feiran, "Oh, sorry, I came up first."

An Feiran glanced at Shen Xun speechlessly, then turned to get into another car.

He didn't want to talk to naive ghosts.

(End of this chapter)