Getting nervous

Qiming's heart sank. It seemed that they had taken Ouyang away with them.

"I didn't expect him to be so generous, he's already a drowning dog! You're even willing to blow this place up. " A 'ze leaned to the side and put his hand on mo Wen's shoulder as he muttered.

Obviously, in their eyes, elder Ouyang was already a pauper.

Mo Wen lowered his head and looked deeply at the hand on his shoulder.

"Alright, alright, alright!" Seeing this, ah ze retracted his hand and slapped his buttocks! She threw him a wink.

Mo Wen's back felt cold. He dodged to stay further away from him.

"Hiss ..." Qiming happened to turn around and collided with mo Wen. Both of them fell to the ground. Mo Wen flipped over and pressed onto Qiming!

Something was poking Qiming's back, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Are you alright?" Ah ze walked over, but he wasn't prepared to lend a hand.

Qiming got up and realized that he was holding a cell phone!