The two names written on the table

If Zhao Xijing had initially thought that he would be lucky ...

However, when the words on the table gradually became clear, his elegant expression instantly twisted.

Lin Hanxing finished writing and retracted his hand.

For a long time, no one spoke, letting the wind dry the writing on the table.

Luo Wenbo and he zhehan.

Zhao Dongyang could tell that something was wrong with his brother.

"Big brother ..."

"Wait for me over there."

Zhao Xijing said to Zhao Dongyang, his voice tense like a machine.

"But ..."

This time, before Zhao Dongyang could finish, Zhao Xijing had already raised his head and looked at him with a fierce gaze.

Zhao Dongyang stood up and walked away.

He pulled away from the two of them.

&Quot; back then, Luo Wenbo and he zhehan called the three of you brothers and had an extremely good relationship. &Quot;