When they first met, Feng Lin and Shao Jun looked at each other with disgust.
Shao Jun: You are annoying!
Feng Lin: Each other.
After becoming friends, the two of them were as sticky as a fried dough stick.
Mo Xuan: You two are making friends like falling in love.
Shao Jun raised his head: What? Are you jealous that I have such a good friend? Find it yourself.
Ten years later, classmates will meet again
Shao Jun blocked Feng Lin in the corner: What's wrong? Still want to escape? I'm telling you, don't even think about it! !
Feng Lin:……
After so many years of entanglement, I can't escape the word fate.
Damn it! It's worse than me stalking you! Feng Lin, I tell you, you can never escape from my grasp!