1844, The Heat in the Dressing Room
An Luobai's expression was somewhat conflicted as he sluggishly walked to the doorway, then lightly knocked on the partition door.
When he spoke, his voice carried a cautious tone, "Lin Guanguan, are you in there?"
At this moment, Lin Guanguan was practically about to cough up blood.
Now Mu Shaojing was right beside him, yet he was inside the dressing room, and An Luobai couldn't wait to say it later?
Lin Guanguan turned to glance at Mu Shaojing only to find his enchanting eyes holding a deep and meaningful look, seemingly expecting to watch a drama unfold.
A drama?
There was nothing between her and An Luobai, so what drama was there for him to see?
Thinking of this, Lin Guanguan acted vexed and said, "Yes, I'm in here changing clothes, is there something you need?"
Upon hearing Lin Guanguan's slightly cold tone, An Luobai, who was already a bit anxious, inexplicably got more nervous.
