"Xiao Qiao baby, you didn't come to me even when you came."
Chris and Su Qiao had a warm hug. Just as he was about to say something, Su Qiao was already pulled away by a big hand.
Su Qiao turned to Chris and smiled.
It's not that she doesn't want to stay here, but it's just that the feeling of Chris stuffing her under her arm at every turn is really frustrating.
Chris was nothing, he even winked at her mischievously and silently opened his mouth: I wish you all a good night.
After understanding what she said, Su Qiao had a dark look on his face.
Cen Mohan pulled her to the sandbag and let go of her hand.
At this time, he had no reason to hold other people's hands anymore.
Realizing that Su Qiao was still looking back, Cen Mohan squinted his eyes and cast his gaze towards the rest area in the distance with a dangerous light.
"Is that your boyfriend?"
Aren't they already divided?
I even moved home and resigned from the company. Doesn't this attitude mean that everything in the past has come to an end?
Why are you still confused?
Yesterday, too, I went to the restaurant to block people.
"Asking knowingly."
Didn't he see it all last time?
Su Qiao glanced sideways at him and took the boxing gloves he handed over.
Cen Mohan's eyes flashed.
It turned out that he still remembered the first time they met. He thought his face was so unrecognizable to everyone.
"Do you still keep a man like this?"
I have to say that when he saw the two of them walking into the gym together, he had an impulse for a moment.
I wanted to rush up and throw the man away.
I also want her to wake up and tell her that a woman cannot be so humble and weak.
Su Qiao smelled a sour smell.
'Bang'
Cen Mohan slammed his fist on the sandbag in front of him and turned to look at her gloomily.
"As a friend, I have to remind you that being with such a man will shorten your life span. The most likely outcome is a serious illness and death."
Su Qiao: "..."
Is this mouth... filled with poison?
Do you want it to be so poisonous?
Xiaosi should take a closer look. This is called a vicious tongue. Her skills are not at the same level as others.
"Don't be angry, I really regard you as a friend, that's why I speak so bluntly."
Cen Mohan also knows that what he said just now is not pleasant, but...
He couldn't help it.
He wanted to endure it, after all, he didn't want to give her a vulgar, petty feeling.
Since his apology attitude was pretty good, Su Qiao decided not to get along with him.
He punched the sandbag flying over and said, "He's already his ex-boyfriend."
Ex-boyfriend?
before, indicating that it has passed.
Cen Mohan had to admit that at this moment, he was a little excited.
It's like the joy he felt when he killed all the opponents in the family and ascended to the position of power.
Maybe... be a little stronger?
"Then you still tell him so much?"
Cen Mohan's tone became much more relaxed, but it still had a faint sour taste.
"I want to express my anger."
Su Qiao is immersed in practice and will only reply to him when he has time.
"What else did he do?"
Cen Mohan squinted his eyes and glanced at the rest area with a cold look.
"Too many legs, not trimmed."
Su Qiao didn't want to mention the Wang family's affairs. These were her own affairs and she would solve them by herself, so she just made an excuse.
Cen Mohan I immediately thought of the scene in the western restaurant I saw from a distance yesterday.
She was probably referring to his distant cousin with whom he had some relatives and whose private life was somewhat chaotic.
"This way, you don't have to waste any energy with him, what do you think?"
Cen Mohan actually wanted to suggest her directly to get rid of men like Wang Zhiyao completely.