"Oh..."
Li Mumu followed behind her like a puppet on strings.
Gyor had already warned her to listen to her sister properly, otherwise, she would suffer the consequences.
Sigh...
She embraced her self-inflicted troubles.
When they reached the bathroom, Li Mumu saw Little Baozi standing still.
"Didn't you say you needed to go? Why not go?" Li Mumu looked at her, puzzled, taking a step forward, "Is it that you can't take your pants off?"
As she spoke, Li Mumu was about to help Little Baozi.
"No, sister." Little Baozi shook her head, held her hand, looked up, and asked again, "Sister, can you tell me what's really going on?"
"..."
Li Mumu didn't expect Little Baozi to be so persistent; she really didn't know what to say at that moment.
"Sister, there are no cameras here anymore." Little Baozi blinked and added, "So, can you tell me why you're unhappy?"
Li Mumu still didn't speak.
