once agreed

Jin Zhongren asked a few more questions, seeing the boy's troubled face, he suppressed the puzzlement in his heart, and stopped chasing after him.On the contrary, the young man I met in the restaurant just followed behind me all the way,

Huang Zitao was panting, seeing that the people in front had stopped and looked at him with an unfriendly expression, the darker boy next to him was expressionless but not friendly, he sighed inwardly, are all Koreans so arrogant?The boy's heart, which had always been ignorant of the world, was finally sensitive at this moment.

After guessing the reason for the boy's anger, Huang Zitao adjusted his breath and carefully looked into the other's eyes and said,

"Xun'er, are you angry because Brother Fan and I came to eat delicious food and didn't call you?"

It's just because of some anxiety and guilty conscience that I can't speak simple Korean, and it's difficult for people to understand his original meaning when some pronunciations are wrong.

Wu Shixun was so depressed that he didn't know whether he was angry or sad. After hearing Huang Zitao's unclear Korean, he put together in his head, probably "Are you angry because I didn't call you with Brother Fan?" The jealousy in his heart Unwilling and uncontrollable, they broke out again.

"Show off to me? Why are you? You, Wu Yifan, belong to me. Believe it or not, I will make you unable to get along in the company anymore if you are so ignorant! Also, don't come to flatter me, grab the inner circle of China Still not satisfied? Want to mix in the Seoul circle, let me tell you, no! Maybe!!

It was said that Jin Zhongren was obviously much more shocked than Huang Zitao. When Wu Shixun turned around and pulled Jin Zhongren away, his body was still trembling, but the ruthlessness just now hadn't faded away, until after turning a corner, the boy stood up straight Only then did his back soften all of a sudden, spread out on Jin Zhongren's body, and began to cry.

Wu Shixun couldn't tell why he was crying, he seemed a bit ashamed, why couldn't he help but want to cry even though I was threatening others?

Huang Zitao looked at the figure that was drifting away, he stood there without moving, he didn't hear the boy's words clearly, but felt a little sad in his heart.He held the phone tightly with his right hand, pressed the pause button, and the phone displayed: 3 minutes of recording