"Brother Bao, you seem to have a well-thought-out plan."
"I only have bamboo shoots in my breast. That's all. Goodbye." I couldn't stand it anymore. I squatted in the toilet without s**t, and my legs were almost numb.
Xiaolan walked out with her sore and numb legs. In the living room, Xiaolan was carrying a big bundle of things into the living room and putting them on the worn sofa.
I took a look and found that there were banners and calligraphy for oil paintings. I was not interested in the banners, but I was very interested in the oil paintings. I hoped to find a few great beauties' oil paintings, so that I could see beautiful women every day.
"Xiaolan, where did these come from?" I walked over and asked as I opened the paintings.
Xiaolan swung her braids and smiled sweetly at me. "
