Bryant stood at the entrance of the elevator with a guilty conscience. Around him, there were many resident aunties who had just returned from their walk, in the middle of a heated conversation about the affairs of their families, when they suddenly saw a tall and young man beside him, and they all stared at him.
"Who is he? How handsome he is!"
"I'm not sure. Why is he wearing a mask at such a young age? I heard that people who have had aplastic surgeryove to wear a mask to cover their wounds."
Bryant helplessly rolled his eyes. Why does wearing a face mask have to be related to plastic surgery?
"Kid, which floor do you live? I've never seen you before! " A warm - hearted auntie immediately came over to question him.
"Oh, I don’t live here and just come here for visiting a friend!" Bryant immediately became nervous. The most difficult person to deal with were the warm - hearted aunties, they could even dig out eighteen generations of ancestors if he wanted to chat with them.
When the elevator arrived, a group of people rushed in. Although Bryant had snatched one away, he was still squeezed in a corner, and had difficulty turning even if he wanted to.
"Wow, my milk ..." Just as he was snatching away a bottle of milk that had its lid opened, with his small hands pulling around, the entire bottle of milk suddenly fell to the side, and the majority of the bottle directly fell into Bryant's chest.
"Oh my god ..." Bryant was stupefied. He was about to retort when he heard the earth -shaking wails of the two children, mixed with the voices of the two old ladies apologizing to him.
One of women beside him quickly took out a tissue to help Bryant wipe the milk off his clothes. Bryant was afraid of them, so he quickly waved his hand and rejected them: ",That’s fine!" Even though he said it out loud, he couldn't help but look down at his black shirt that was dyed beyond recognition by the white milk. Moreover, a lot of it had even fallen into his pants and was spreading downwards.
Finally, the elevator arrived, and Bryant's handsome face twisted under the mask.
When he stood in front of Robbin in such looking, Robbin looked at him in shock.
"What happened?" No matter how serious Robbin was, he could not help but laughing
"Just give my phone!" Bryant clenched his teeth and said.
"Oh, I'm sorry, didn't I just call your agent taht I left your cell phone in my car! " Robbin immediately explained.
"What?" Bryant was about to explode. He ran upstairs and the lady actually told him that his phone was in the car, which meant, the pain he had just suffered was for nothing.
"I was too busy working that I forgot about it at the moment. Just wait for me for five more minutes. When I've finished with their statement, I'll help you get it downstairs!" Robbin was still working, of course he could not leave, he could only wait on the side.
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