Listening to the sound of the man changing clothes behind the screen, Blaine Lian looked at the mess in the room which was comparable to the study room just now. Marshal Lian, who had always been thick-skinned than the walls, felt embarrassed for a moment and started to pick and pull a bunch of things. The messy things are trying to make the room look tidy.
However, one can imagine the consequences of someone who is incompetent at housework and only throws away clutter.
When Gong Qing came out from behind the screen, he happened to see the spectacular scene of the Marshal being submerged by a large number of unknown objects. He was speechless for a moment, moved the things and fished the person out, and raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"
"...Pack up things." Blaine Lian had little confidence------he clearly saw that Heiyi and the others were tidying up in this way, and they could also accurately avoid the piles of debris rolling to the ground. How could he be... Buried?
Gong Qing looked at the room, which was even messier than before, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
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