Uncle Lin gave a hum, and then he took them out again.
After waiting for the corridor, Gwen couldn’t help but pinch Lucas’s waist and glared at him.
“Why are you pulling a face?” Gwen asked, tilting his head up.
The performance just now seemed to be afraid that others would not know that he was cold.
“…I was like this originally.” Lucas replied solemnly.
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