C583 A Snack Stall

Zhao Ranran walked down from the stairs as if she had just finished showering. The water droplets on her hair were still dripping down.

"Wu Xuan, didn't you say..."

Zhao Ranran walked down and wiped her wet hair as she looked at Wu Xuan and said.

"Aiya, it's not what you think. Zhang Luo just came in, so let's not talk about it anymore."

Zhang Luo felt that something was amiss