Lu Bixing put his empty hand into his mouth, raised his head and blew a long, crooked whistle. A figure appeared vaguely in the window upstairs where water had just been splashed, peeking through the window.
Lu Bixing shouted at them in a familiar manner: "Don't hide, I can see you, how can you do this! I am so handsome, and you are using such an insincere trick to entrap me? There is no difference in treatment at all, and the self-esteem of this handsome guy has been hurt by you!"
There was a burst of tittering all around, the window upstairs opened, and a woman in pajamas stuck her head out, laughing so hard that her body was shaking. It was obvious that she did not look like someone doing serious business.
"What are you laughing at?" Lu Bixing waved his hand jokingly, "Hurry up and apologize and throw down two packs of cigarettes!"
Hearing the sound, more heads squeezed out from behind the window, both men and women, with straight hair and curly hair. At a glance, it was a colorful scene. Most of these people were in disheveled clothes and posing in a coquettish manner. They pushed and shoved each other, laughing for a long time, and then gathered two packs of unknown brand cigarettes and threw them down from the upstairs into Lu Bixing's arms.
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