Chapter 505 I Don't Want to Talk to Naive Ghosts

Tang Xinrou spread her hands, "Skin care products."

This skin care product should also be divided into moisturizing cream, day cream and night cream, eye cream and neck cream. There are also masks, which are divided into cleansing masks, moisturizing masks, first-aid masks, and whitening masks. Facial cleanser is indispensable, plus cosmetics, base makeup products and makeup products, there are a lot of them.

How can it not be heavy when it almost fills a suitcase?

Liu Wu's eyes darkened: "..."

Women are horrible.

"Let me do it."

Song Yaoyao closed the book with a slap, swept into Tang Xinrou's arms, and took the suitcase from Liu Wu's hand.

Liu Wu hurriedly stopped, "Don't, Miss Song let me--er--"

I saw that the boy was petite, like a girl like a doll, carrying a suitcase that looked like an iron block with one hand, and easily tossed it, and the suitcase was thrown into the trunk.

The corner of Liu Wu's mouth twitched. Seeing that Song Yaoyao was picking up other things, he reached out and pulled the suitcase just now, not believing in evil.

Still plenty.

So, it's not his illusion.

But he, too weak—

Tang Xinrou was reluctant to make Song Yaoyao work hard, so she quickly went to help together.

A big hand blocked Song Yaoyao's movements. She raised her eyes and met the boy's stern eyebrows.

Shen Xun evoked a wicked smile, "Brother, do you look down on me? With me here, why do you get this kind of work? Huh?"

He gently pushed Song Yaoyao away, and walked towards the trunk with the suitcase easily.

The blue veins on the back of the hand bulge slightly because of the force, which is full of male strength and tension.

"The two over there," Shen Xun stood in the back of the car and squinted, "When did you go to country T, and you even changed your gender?"

Only girls can enjoy the privilege, what's the matter with the two big men standing there.

Han Jun touched his nose, hurried over, and said as he walked, "What, I'm not creating a chance for you, Brother Xun, to show masculinity?"

"Idiot! How is this word used?" Shen Xun kicked his foot.

Han Jun smiled and jumped away.

Compared to the two of them, An Feiran was much more quiet and peaceful. He just walked to the side quietly, preparing to carry his luggage.

Seeing this, Tang Xinrou pouted and pushed a small suitcase to him, "Here, bring this to me, be careful, don't scratch it!"

"okay."

An Feiran obediently picked up the small suitcase.

Shen Xun just finished carrying a few iron pieces that looked like suitcases, shook his arms, turned around to see An Feiran like this, and sneered, "An Feiran, you haven't eaten yet?"

An Feiran glanced at him slowly, but said nothing.

However, Tang Xinrou was not happy, "Shen Xun, do you like An Feiran, otherwise why would you target him every day, you only have him in your eyes?"

"I-fuck!"

Shen Xun was disgusted enough, "I have a normal sexual orientation. If you dare to slander me again, be careful I will beat you!"

"Hey, I'm so scared!"

Tang Xinrou made a face at him, pulled Song Yaoyao into the car with a smile, and turned her head, "Who is that, An Feiran! Come here and take a car with us!"

"Just come."

An Feiran went back and put the other luggage into the trunk, and was about to get in the car. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and then, the only vacant seat in the car was occupied.

The boy laughed badly, his long legs were nowhere to be placed in the car, he slanted lazily, and curled his lips towards An Feiran, "Oh, I'm sorry, I came up first."

An Feiran glanced at Shen Xun speechlessly, then turned around and got into another car.

He didn't want to talk to childish ghosts.