All because of one photo together, Yang Xin's fans and haters were tearing each other apart online.
Han Feng, whom Tang Lin hadn't seen in a while, appeared before him again.
When Han Feng saw how much bulkier Tang Lin had become, he actually froze for once.
They hadn't seen each other in just over two months, and the fair-skinned, handsome Tang Lin had turned into a big, tanned oaf... Had he taken the wrong medication?
Tang Lin had already been tall. Now that he had bulked up, he really did look like a big oaf...
"Well, well, if it isn't Han Feng from Ugly Hill. What are you here for? Looking for a fight?"
The moment Tang Lin saw Han Feng, he went over and started running his mouth.
He wasn't the same as before. Those two months of training hadn't been for nothing. If they really fought, he wouldn't necessarily lose to Han Feng!
Han Feng gave a cold snort, flipped him off, and said, "Let's go somewhere else!"
"Fine! You think I'm scared of you?"
Tang Lin raised his chin and pointed at the motorcycle he had just bought. "Got the guts to ride with me?"
"Why wouldn't I? What are you, the root of all evil? Pigsy descended to earth? Why would I be scared of you?"
Good. Not scared, huh? I'll have you crying for Daddy in a minute!
Han Feng put on the helmet and climbed on behind him, then leaned against him and wrapped his arms tightly around his waist.
Tang Lin had never been held like that before. For some reason, a shiver ran through his entire body.
Damn it... So hot...
Ignoring the source of heat behind him, Tang Lin started the motorcycle and shot off.
He planned to head out