Li Xiangfeng had no interest in being polite to others, and waved his hand in disgust, "You can use the things. If you don't use them up, just throw them away."

After saying that, he quickly walked into the door with his hands behind his back and returned to his own side.

Song Zhiwei had a headache while carrying the things. She had no choice but to do it because she was afraid that the things would break, so she had no choice but to let him do what he wanted. But in this ...