"I ... I ..." the words over there stammered, and after another short while, Christine asked as if she thought of something, "Xiao Shu, what is your What happened to your relationship with Beitang Xiu now?"

"Mr. Beitang?" Jingshu looked at Beitang Xiu, who was washing dishes, and when he saw her looking over, he turned his head towards her and smiled faintly, "Still, okay. Christine, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Xiao Shu, it's getting late, go take a bath and get ready ...