When Chen hansheng hugged Xiao rongyu, Wang Zibo, who was sitting in the chair behind him, saw it clearly.
Chen hansheng was not crying at all. He was just being choked by the smell of spicy crayfish!
What was even more shameless was that as soon as his tears flowed, the excitement was gradually washed away, and he no longer choked when he spoke.
So, Chen hansheng gritted his teeth and rubbed his eyes again. Tears fell again.
it's been so long. Are you still not going to forgive me? "
Chen hansheng's tears flowed as he let Xiao rongyu push and even hammer his back.
Her strength was very weak. The bite at the train station last year looked fierce, but in the end, it didn't even break her skin.
Chen hansheng's coaxing did not stop.
"You know that I've never cried since I was young, but when I think about our current situation, my tears unconsciously fall."
