At the moment, Jia Xitong was stuffing paper into her nose, imitating the street vendor boss as she rolled up the Scroll Scroll.
The reason for buying the Scroll Scroll at night was because it looked even uglier during the day. Only when rolled up did it become somewhat presentable.
What Shang Yanting couldn't stand was still the smell.
The fishy stench.
Originally, it was a fragrant Little Raccoon, but after squatting in the Scroll Scroll for too long, it started to stink too.
The meticulous Shang Yanting found it very repulsive.
If he didn't like Xi Tong so much, he would have thrown both the person and the scroll out.
"How much longer do you want to play?"
He asked as he stood by the window.
"Almost done, just the last few pieces left to tie up."
The Little Raccoon's claws swiftly and neatly wrapped and tied the rope, looking like a temporary worker on the Scroll Scroll assembly line responsible for binding.
