"Bright Gentleman?" Xu Huo pushed her face a bit further away.
"A little like, but not quite." The Girl in the painting thought for a moment, "Anyway, it smells nice. I want it."
"Those three probably aren't the kind of people you can just rob." Xu Huo signaled her to calm down.
But the Girl in the painting retorted, "Why rob? Can't I just ask her for it directly?"
Xu Huo was taken aback, paused, and said, "If you can get it, sure."
The Girl in the painting originally wanted to act immediately but remembered what he said earlier and sat back with restraint, "I'll go tomorrow."
Before turning off the lights, Xu Huo planned to return to his room to rest. It wasn't that he didn't want to prepare a room for the Girl in the painting; it was when they arrived, there was only one empty room left. The Girl in the painting routinely wanted to squeeze in with him, but in the end, she only got a table. She looked longingly at the bed, feeling very aggrieved.
