So, he lowered his head to look at the "Existence" in his hands, one glance, two glances... and then he continued reading!
'Fuck "Existence," the essence of "Existence" is in Cao currency!'
Thinking those extremely vulgar, philosophy-insulting words, Qiu Tu jumped out of bed, amidst Fang Tangtang's cries of alarm, scooped her up in one motion, and then pinned her down on the bed...
Blue Moon blushed and called over dark clouds to cover her face.
That night, Qiu Tu and Fang Tangtang fought passionately until midnight.
Fang Tangtang seemed to truly immerse herself in the role of a girlfriend, even though Qiu Tu noticed her frowning several times, the "injuries" from yesterday were obviously not fully healed, but she still earnestly swayed her body, coordinating with Qiu Tu...
And Qiu Tu once again experienced how soft and comfortable the commonly used facial cleanser, priced near people, really was...
'Facial cleansers are indeed best used personally!'