Finn Feng clenched his fist so hard that the glass vial in his hand was almost crushed to pieces.
Elliot instinctively took a step back. Standing outside the door, he could faintly feel Finn Feng's resentment and hostility.
Finn Feng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, put the things in his hands back on the dressing table, took out a few tissues, and wiped the foundation from his palms.
Elliot laughed dryly: "This...it's nothing." Elliot wanted to help resolve the embarrassment. His brain, the first in his grade, started to spin quickly, and he had a flash of inspiration and said: "Today is a special day." ?right?"
"te:'mu:'di is not..."
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