While he was in a good mood, Tristan Mu sent a message to the owner of Private Kitchen, and then opened a voice call and asked the boss to tell Orion Le the name of the dish.
Orion Le stuttered and chose two or three side dishes, while Tristan Mu stood by and watched with his chin propped up.
When the takeaway was waiting for the door, the people who came to pick up the dirty clothes arrived first. Habit often asked Tristan Mu if it was only those in the dirty clothes basket at the door that needed to be dealt with. Tristan Mu nodded halfway and suddenly looked at Orion Le's pants.
"I..." Orion Le couldn't help but take two steps back under Tristan Mu's gaze.
But Tristan Mu didn't let go: "Take the pants and wash them together. Otherwise, do you plan to stand in the living room all night or sleep on the floor all night?"
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