holding hands, the great god's parents sitting next door (2)

" coach, it's not that we're not working hard. it's just that our opponents are too fierce! "

"little sister, do you want to eat something? or water?"

"can you get lost? you look like a human trafficker. sister, let's ignore him and talk for a while. what's your relationship with chen wang?"

……

chen wang almost ran to the door. when he heard the knock, fu huan jumped up immediately. when the door was opened, he saw fu huan's pitiful and helpless face.

this group of men was indeed a little ...

"you're here? that's fast." the uncle stood up.

"thank you," he said.

"you're too polite."

"let's go," chen wang walked in, took the bag from fu huan's hand with great familiarity, and held her hand as they walked out.

"thank you," he said. fu huan thanked the crowd and followed him out. he took a deep breath after he left the lounge. he was so embarrassed that he could die. when he came back to his senses, he realized that chen wang was still holding his hand.