Zhou Yuncheng was taking a sip when he saw him leaning toward mo Yancheng. He could not help but lean forward to see what he was going to say. In the end, he saw him throwing himself into mo Yancheng's arms.
"Hey, you're a man, yet you're throwing yourself into my arms." Zhou Yuncheng put his wine glass aside and was about to help her up when his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air. He looked at mo Yancheng and said,""Brother Ben, did you hear what he said just now? He said he's taken a fancy to a girl?"
"Yes." Mo Yanchen nodded in agreement. He had indeed heard her clearly.
"F * ck, if he already has someone he likes, doesn't that mean I'll be the only one left? What's so good about women?" Zhou Yuncheng listened and felt wronged.
He was an uncouth man. When the time came for him to be single and occasionally come out for a meal, he would have to watch them show off their love. It would not feel good for him.
