"Go home and change your clothes. You won't catch a cold this summer."

Yang Ruoqing said two words of comfort to Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong sighed, and at this time, he didn't care about so much anymore.

The three of them immediately entered the main room and went straight to Yang Hua'an's room where the voice came from.

The scene in the house is astonishing.

Shoes and socks, as well as the pens, papers and books that Yang Huaan used to write and write, were all floating in waist-deep water.

The bed was naturally flooded with water.

The tallest object in the house is the Eight Immortals table.

On the Eight Immortals table, squatting were Jin and Yang Yongqing.

In the water beside the Eight Immortals table, stood Yang Yongjin.
Chapter completed!