Shi Xinyu followed behind Wen Liangtian, guarding him like a precious treasure.
[It must be hot in this thirty-something-degree weather. Both of them are wearing long sleeves.]
[I can understand wearing long sleeves, but why are both of you wearing foundation too!]
[Don't tell me their faces are covered in...]
[I'm dying. Wen Liangtian actually swore.]
[Shi Xinyu, all that arguing was just an excuse, right?
The first thing you did after returning to the country was invest in the variety show Wen Liangtian was on. You even changed the rules and used an argument as an excuse to trick Wen Liangtian into your room.
So calculating, huh?]
Man Feiluan watched Wen Liangtian's movements and sucked in a sharp breath, then turned to look at Yuan Zhanpeng.
Yuan Zhanpeng gazed tenderly at Man Feiluan. When he turned around, Yuan Zhanpeng asked,
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing..."
Man Feiluan quickly shook his head and sat up straight.
If a fox was like this, then a wolf...
Yuan Zhanpeng had said before that Man Feiluan was still young and his career was still on the rise, so he wouldn't do much.
At the time, he had thought Yuan Zhanpeng was just joking.
That was no joke!
"Mm...?"
Pei Hanmo gently patted Chu Xinghui's back, and Chu Xinghui looked sleepily at the camera in front of him,
then turned to see Wen Liangtian slowly coming down the stairs beside him and rubbed his eyes.
He yawned and sat up straight, only to realize his bread was gone. He turned to ask Pei Hanmo,
"Where's my bread?"
The two of them had come downstairs, so they would probably be heading out soon.
"Here."
Pei Hanmo handed his own bread to Chu Xinghui with a perfectly straight face.
Looking at the bread in his hand, Chu