Hearing his laugh, which sounded so devilishly good, Li Hanxiao popped her head out from under the sink and raised an eyebrow fiercely, saying: "Are you messing with me again? You didn't drop the brush at all, did you?"
The fact that she had groped around down there for ages without finding the brush was enough to convict him. She rubbed her fists, waiting for him to admit it, ready to give him a punch.
"I say, Li Hanxiao. Am I stupid? If the brush were only dropped here, would I ask you to pick it up for me?"
Li Hanxiao's cheeks involuntarily tugged awkwardly: "You're not stupid, then am I stupid?"
This girl was so interesting. No wonder Tall and Handsome always said every word she spoke could become a golden saying.
"It's not that I want to say you're stupid, it's just the truth."
Can't this man speak more nicely? Li Hanxiao's face darkened, clenching her fist: "Tell me, how am I stupid?"
"The brush, right where you originally stood."
