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Alright, great/hot topic!

Zhang Chenchu ​​swears that he and Shang Qingwen have been friends for nearly 30 years, and this is the topic he has heard that deviates his life trajectory the most.

"Hey, is what you said true?" Zhang Chenchu ​​quickly followed behind him, determined to break the casserole and ask the end, but Shang Qingwen seemed to have lost the interest to continue talking about this topic, Zhang Chenchu ​​was depressed Feeling that the time for me to ask has passed, I resentfully touched my nose and followed Shang Qingwen to the door of the private room of the clubhouse. When I pushed the door and entered, I sighed, "This is a terrible taste!"

"Overslept!" Shang Qingwen answered it softly, and stretched out his hands to rub his temples, as if he felt a little tired. He always spoke so softly, as if a big thing was in his hands. There was such a thing in front of him, so that after saying this sentence, the corners of Zhang Chenchu's mouth trembled and his body froze, as if he could hear the sound of his bones being shattered by the ice and about to break.

Nima, this joke is too cold!

"Bang——" A silver cue hit Zhang Chenchu's forehead accurately, and then, the end of the cue slowly slid to his chin, and with a light lift, Zhang Chenchu's baby face suddenly appeared. Picked up, he looked in the straight direction of the silver cue, sat obliquely on the billiard table, his long legs in white casual trousers were casually resting on the edge of the table, and the one end of the cue was a snow-white Unlimited slender fingers.

"Do you know what is the most effective way to deal with people who gossip? That is to always only say one sentence, and the result of the next sentence is up to you!" After speaking, he smiled lightly, retracted the cue, and pointed at the ball on the table. It's a precise shot.

Zhang Chenchu ​​rolled his eyes, "Come on, you two brothers know how to bully me together!" Who doesn't know that this guy has been in the army for a few years and has practiced a good kung fu, he took off his coat and handed it to the waiter , "Here is a bottle of red wine!" At the end, it was specially noted, "I want the year that Shang Dashao and Shang Er Shao like! Don't get it wrong!"

Shang Yayang stopped the movement in his hands, got up from the pool table, and saw Shang Qingwen who was walking in slowly, his expression also changed, he put down his cue and stood aside, with a happy and warm smile on his face Come on, "brother!"

"Why are you here?" Shang Qingwen's obsidian eyes flickered, and after saying this, he looked at Zhang Chenchu ​​who was sitting beside him wiping his nose. Zhang Chenchu ​​laughed dryly, seeing that Shang Yayang was still standing upright. At the table, he stretched out his hand and waved, "Come and sit, come and sit, what are you doing standing? Haven't you stood enough in the army?"

Shang Yayang didn't move, his eyes were fixed on Shang Qingwen since he came in, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Even when Zhang Chenchu ​​asked him to sit down, his gaze was fixed on Shang Qingwen, as if he would wait for his permission before sitting down.

Zhang Chenchu ​​couldn't help feeling emotional, when did Shang Yayang become so obedient?I'm afraid it must be traced back to the time when he was still wearing cross-leg pants.

Looking at the silent Shang Qingwen, Zhang Chenchu ​​was panting in his heart, wondering if it was a wrong decision to call Shang Yayang over tonight.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit dull. Shang Yayang was standing upright, looking at the man sitting on the sofa, and then softly said, "Brother, you, can you go back and see grandpa? He misses you very much." Yes, I hear you're back, he—"

"You came here today just to tell me this?" The man on the sofa said in a low voice, but his voice was soft but directly interrupted the other person's words.

Shang Yayang looked at him, obviously it was very plain and plain, but in his opinion, it was extremely powerful, which made him feel an inexplicable sense of pressure.

He tried hard to control his joy of seeing his brother, bit his lip and said softly: "Brother, it's been five years since you left, you should go home too!"

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