Hao Rong looked at Jing Changle with a face full of grievance, "I am Little Qian, Cai Chen, is that you, Cai Chen?"
Jing Changle shuddered all over, "Luo Yirui, quickly give him a Paralysis Talisman!"
Hao Rong's face, still full of grievance, immediately turned to Luo Yirui, only to see Luo Yirui looking at him with a smirk, already holding a pen in his right hand. Hao Rong quickly composed himself back to normal and said, "No, no! Let's talk business, business is important!"
Luo Yirui put the pen away, sat down on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, and said, "Staying home is boring, let's go out and take a walk, we haven't really explored Jiang City yet."
Hao Rong's eyes lit up at the idea. Ever since Luo Yirui and Jing Changle arrived, they've been cooped up in the villa, making him think they're seasoned homebodies.
"Let's go, let's go shooting!" Hao Rong said excitedly.
