Turning back subconsciously, Tan Ying found that Fu Qian had come down to the side at some point, even holding a cup in his hand. It smelled like juice.

…

Of course, what she didn't know was that Qian Fu also wanted to know.

Song Hang stood there, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Before paying, he handed her another glass of juice and at the same time nuzzled his lips at Song Hang who was in a daze.

When the group heard what Fu Qian said, they couldn't help but be stunned again.

"Tie a hose to your body and use it as a safety rope."

"Polite, calm, young and rich, neither humble nor arrogant, and well versed in the laws of social operation. In general perception, by any standard, this person is visibly outstanding."

However, after the two bodyguards broke the glass, their eyes looked strange, and no one came forward.

Unfortunately, the latter quickly averted his eyes and said nothing.

"The bubble could be you."

this……

At this time, bodyguard No. 2, who had given up his choice before, suddenly said.

Naturally, all this cannot escape Fu Qian's eyes, but even in his perception, he still cannot pinpoint where the thrown fire extinguisher went.

"You said that everyone is actually the same, but what about you?"

"Me? I'm different."

Fu Qian's eyes were leisurely, seeming to be looking into the infinite distance.

"People like me are destined to go to hell."
Chapter completed!