"This is not important. Where is your wife?"
Sun Wen gradually recovered from the fear of heights, and asked with a Eight Trigrams look on his face, "I asked you to send us some photos in the group, but you didn't send them, and you didn't show us the wedding photos, you hid them so tightly."
"You're so sneaky, what are you trying to do?"
"Take me to have a look!"
"I even suspect that you bought an inflatable to defraud me of the betrothal gift!"
Sun Wen looked around, very urgently.
"In order to get a sneak peek, I came two days earlier than them!"
"My ever-burning soul of Eight Trigrams!"
"Do you know how much money I make per minute? Come on, take me to see my siblings!"
Sun Wen really didn't want to look at Zhao Zicheng for one more second, and kept urging her.
Zhao Zicheng, the old god, was sitting aside. "Whenever we meet, you always look at other people's girlfriends. I almost thought your surname was Wang!"
"Don't worry, you will see the wedding the day after tomorrow."
"The taste of love is so fascinating."
While talking, Zhao Zicheng closed his eyes in enjoyment.
Sun Wen turned green when he heard what Zhao Zicheng said, "Then why did I come here two days early and spend huge sums of money to build this battle? I'm really..."
"My precious time... time..."
Before Sun Wen finished speaking, his eyes fell behind Zhao Zicheng, and his eyes became a little straight.
"When did you come?"
he said in disbelief.
"Morning..."
Yu Sheng appeared quietly on the rooftop at some point and spoke softly.
"???"
"Aren't you Ink Pavilion Head?"
"How the hell do you have time to come here and play in advance?"
Sun Wen suddenly felt relieved.
Compared to Yu Sheng, my time does not seem to be that valuable.
"Well..."
"Worried about being late."
Yu Sheng pondered for a few seconds and said again.
"Huh?"
"You came back in the morning, why did you only come in the afternoon..."
Zhao Zicheng opened his eyes, decisively discovered the core of the problem, and said somewhat suspiciously.
"Goed to do some errands."
Yu Sheng replied.
"What to do?"
Sun Wen asked curiously, with a look of Eight Trigrams.
"Well..."
Yu Sheng fell into deep thought. After a long time, he responded seriously, "It's not a particularly important thing."
"..."
Sun Wen, Zhao Zicheng looked at each other and remained silent.
They had long been accustomed to Yu Sheng's speech. They never expected to feel the familiar secret recipe again after not seeing each other for a year, but they were a little uncomfortable.
"Want to see my wife?"
Zhao Zicheng came over and asked in a cheesy manner.
Sun Wen saw this scene, his face turned dark instantly.
"Don't want to..."
Yu Sheng shook his head slightly.
"Not curious?"
"Not curious."
One question and one answer.
Zhao Zicheng was not interested. When he saw the livid Sun Wen at the side, he couldn't help but glared at him. "What are you looking at! Learn from others! Don't always be so Eight Trigrams!"
"Have you found a place to live?"
"Is it the same house as before?"
"It's five o'clock the day after tomorrow, best man, don't forget it!"
Zhao Zicheng walked in front with Yu Sheng with a smile, and Sun Wen followed behind, like a big bastard, they just had these three words written on their faces.
Sun Wen, who puts on a lot of pretense in front of others, seems to have no sense of existence at this moment.
"I also want to be the best man..."
"Dream!"
"No, I want to be the best man!"
"I'll think about it."
"If you don't let me be the best man, on the wedding day, I will invite all the popular celebrities in Human Race to hold a concert and autograph signing right next to the hotel where you got married. Oh, yes, I own the largest hotel in Mobei City..."
"..."
"Please beg me, please beg me, and I will reluctantly be the best man."
If the friendship between Zhao Zicheng and Yu Sheng is the kind that moisturizes things silently, there is no need to describe it in words.
Zhao Zicheng and Sun Wen are the kind that will make you feel uncomfortable if you don't spray them for a day.
But as soon as they took two steps, the two started to get into a quarrel again, arguing with each other about who was the father and who was the son.
But Yu Sheng just walked silently aside, slightly lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Where was Yu Sanshui held at that time?"
After the two of them laughed and laughed, Yu Sheng suddenly asked.
Zhao Zicheng was startled for a moment, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.
"I think about it, it's been so long ago that I can't remember it."
"It should be Third Prison prison..."
"Follow the Guard Bureau procedure."
"Why are you asking this suddenly?"
Zhao Zicheng looked at Yu Sheng suspiciously and asked.
Yu Sheng pondered for a few seconds, "Mobei City Guard Bureau may have a problem internally."
"..."
"Then you investigated and found out that my dad is Undercover?"
"Then for the sake of justice, you kill my father, and we two brothers are separated and Life and Death confront each other?"
"Isn't this too bloody?"
Zhao Zicheng was startled for a moment, took a step back, and said somewhat exaggeratedly.
But I don't know why, even though such an embarrassing situation might arise, he didn't have any intention of panicking.
Likewise, Yu Sheng.
"Well..."
"If your father is from Soul Hunt..."
"As long as the other people in Soul Hunt are killed, your father will no longer be..."
Yu Sheng looked at Zhao Zicheng and said seriously.
Zhao Zicheng, on the other hand, smiled freely and continued to walk away, arguing with Sun Wen again.