When Luo yang lightly knocked on the door of the room where Hua XiYi was, Hong Jiaxin naturally heard it.
He sent a message to Hong Jiaxin, and then sent another one to Hua XiYi, which read: Sister Hua, open the door.
After a while, there was a sound at the door, and it opened.
Luo yang slipped into the room and gently closed the door.
"Hehe, what are you doing here again?" Hua XiYi asked.
"Sister Hua, is there another way? That method, the class leader finds it hard to use." Luo yang said.
Upon inquiry, it was discovered that Hong Jiaxin's neck couldn't bear the weight of Luo yang's entire body.
Hua XiYi sneered and said, "Hehe, there is. But it's late, let's talk tomorrow."
This was exactly what Luo yang wanted, he still wanted to take a good rest and think about the altar matter.
With an excuse, Luo yang said, "Sister Hua, remember to teach me tomorrow. Good night."
Seeing Luo yang come and go in such a hurry, Hua XiYi pouted her red lips.
