"I finally came back!"
Vichy opened the door of the suite and saw that Arthur and Phylie appeared outside the door wet, just like two dogs falling into the water.
"Don't you have umbrellas?" Vichy smiled. In the middle of the fireworks ceremony, it suddenly rained heavily. They found that everyone was too far away from each other through mobile phone contact, so they decided to take a taxi back.
"Not without..." Yashuo took out a transparent umbrella, and his expression was a little depressed. "A kind-hearted man stuffed an umbrella for us."
He and Phyllis had just returned to the foot of the mountain by cable car when they met with a rainstorm. They had planned to stay in the facilities with awnings for a while longer until the rain stopped