Yun Bilu had a hand on her waist while the other tapped herself on the head. She felt resigned to the ridiculous roommates she had as exasperation filled her.
"Xiao Huan, you can sign for the people who want the autograph. I'm still busy." What a joke. If she really had to sign, her wrist would break.
Xiao Huan became anxious upon hearing that. "Ah! Little Lulu, you can't just leave me in a lurch!"
"No one will know that it wasn't me who signed, isn't it?"
Helpless, Xiao Huan could only mimic Yun Bilu's handwriting and start to sign.
Yun Bilu was enjoying herself, eating the snacks from Xiao Huan's bag while moving over to look at the autographs once in a while. She commented, "Wow, Xiao Huan, it's really not bad. Your handwriting has improved. Even I couldn't tell our handwritings apart."
Xiao Huan looked pitifully at Yun Bilu. Her hands were about to break, alright? She would definitely not agree to get autographs for others in the future.
