"Why?"

"Laiying is getting married."

"What if I'm not married?" Lai·Assist·Ying asked immediately.

"That's the next question."

Once Lu Yinbing deliberately played a loophole in her speech, the other two people couldn't stand it in front of her. They played two more games one after another. Lu Yinbing took Xia Yitong back to the room on the pretext of filming tomorrow.

After returning to the room, Xia Yitong went to the bathroom to wash his face, while Lu Yinbing sat on the bedside and looked at his hands thoughtfully.

She straightened her palms.

——Come, look at my hands.

——What is it like?

- It's straight!

She recalled Lai Ying's movements and slowly moved her four fingers downward.

——What now? How is it doing?

how's it going……

Straight... what is the corresponding one?

Lu Yinbing repeated this action back and forth, and the slow-responsive nerves responsible for this part of the cerebral cortex finally connected at the speed of light, and the answer was found in a flash of light!
Chapter completed!