Ten years later.

They downloaded a "Snow White and the Seven Dwarves".

Three o'clock in the afternoon

Wang Duolong waved to Chen Fan, "Give me one."

"You smoke, too."

"Yes. I think I should change myself at the right time."

Chen Fan smiled, "I'm sure it's not smoking to chase Liu Ting?"

"You are so fucking. If you see through it or not, you are still a good friend." Wang Duolong felt that men sometimes smoked quite M.

Chen Fan joked: "Whether I want to tell the truth?"

"Bad friends, then I wish you can't live tomorrow."

"We brothers, just want to die on the same day of the same year, month and day."

"Why do you need to pull me?" Wang Duolong snatched the other party's cigarette butt and prepared to light it.

Chen Fan pinched the cigarette butt.

Wang Duolong: “…”

"The person is here." Chen Fan took Wang Duolong's glasses.

Wang Duolong, "What are you doing?"

“Disguise.”

"What do you mean wearing glasses? Who are you lying to?"

"Isn't Superman like this? He is not a global person. Wearing glasses is an ordinary person, and taking off glasses is a Superman." Chen Fan explained.

"So shameless!"

As he said that, a car drove to Chen Fan.

"Are you a widowed man born in the 1990s?"

Chen Fan was stunned and remembered that the online name of the deceased was this.

"I'm right."

Without saying anything, he dragged Chen Fan into the car.

Wang Duolong: “…”
Chapter completed!