“Mr Jiang, don’t wash it. This is a psychological effect. Just don’t think about it.”
Seeing that Mr. Jiang took two baths and was still sniffing his arm, Ethan couldn’t help but smile.
“Brother Yin, you are Harrison’s junior, and you are in the same generation as me. How can you call me Elder Jiang? Just call me Brother Jiang!” Jiang said with a bitter face, trying not to think about what was on his body.
“What a success, you are…” Ethan said quickly.
But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Harrison: “Junior Brother, Lao Jiang is right. You and we are in the same generation. Don’t mess with the generation.”
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