”... You Damn old man. After so many years, can’t you say something nice? !”Lu Wenbin snorted and took a big gulp of Biluochun.
Bai Qifeng calmly picked up Bai Zi, who had been eaten by Hei Zi, and suddenly said, “Mozzie, one night, I dreamed of Little An.”
Lu Wenbin’s hand that was holding the teacup paused.
He slowly raised his head.
Bai Qifeng sighed. “I went for a physical examination this year, and my health is getting worse and worse. The situation is not very optimistic. It might not be long before I go to see Little An.”
“Bah Bah Bah! Bai Qifeng, if you don’t know how to speak, then shut up!”Lu Wenbin glared at him. “You talk about this so often. Don’t you have anything else to say?”
Bai Qifeng understood Lu Wenbin. Although he was frowning and glaring at him, he was very concerned about him.
Therefore, he listened to Lu Wenbin’s words in reverse.
