Hold on tight to the president's thick thighs

Although it's a little tricky, he's definitely not that kind of person. "He Shaoyan rushed out with a toilet plug in hand to rectify Song Yuning's name.

"Are you eavesdropping?" Lu Yuanyuan glanced at Chen Chuan, who was already covering his face in pain, and questioned He Shaoyan for him, "Since when did you eavesdrop?"

"I didn't do it on purpose, the toilet won't flush, I just wanted to ask what should I do?" He Shaoyan raised his hands innocently, "Just let Chen Chuan not be responsible for that moment."

"Dong dong dong" Chen Chuansheng slammed his head on the sofa in a heartless manner.

"You can't do this little thing well, so what's the use of supporting you." Lu Yuanyuan said angrily, "Go find a tree and hang yourself."

"Don't, I still like life very much." Of course, He Shaoyan would not go to the dog leash so easily, he decided to make up for his mistakes, "I promise I won't say it."

Lu Yuanyuan nodded: "Then if Song Yuning finds out, it's you who said it."

He Shaoyan was unhappy when he heard it: "Why, I'm not the only one who knows about this."

"Then what you mean is that I might have said it." Lu Yuanyuan pointed to himself.

"It's also possible that it was Han Soso who was slept by Chen Chuan!" He Shaoyan said straight away.

The three of them fell silent for a while.