There was a knock on the door. Mo Bonan opened it, and outside the door was the attendant, holding Tang Luo's clean laundry.
Mo Bonan took the clothes, then went to knock on the bathroom door.
Tang Luo poked out his head.
"Your clothes."
"Thanks."
Tang Luo stretched out his hand and took the clothes.
"You change first, I'll go out to greet the other guests."
"Okay, you go ahead."
Tang Luo let out a faint sigh of relief and shrank back his head.
Mo Bonan turned around and was about to leave, but just as he opened the room's door, his phone suddenly vibrated.
He subconsciously closed the door behind him.
Tapping on his phone, he saw a message from his mother asking how Tang Luo was doing.
This was Mo Bonan's event, so his parents and their friends of the same age left early.
Without the elders, the young people could have fun.
