Yun Sang took a slight step back, his mischievous eyes filled with unruliness and arrogance.
"Oh? What do you want to remind me of?"
Not worrying about his own wife, but coming to remind him, this is not in line with Xiao Qimo's style.
Xiao Qimo's gaze swept past Feng Ting, he stepped slightly forward to stand beside Yun Sang, and in a voice only they could hear, said blandly: "Boys, out there, must protect themselves."
The elegant man smoothly patted Yun Sang's shoulder, showing quite a bit of comfort and concern.
"??? "
Above Yun Sang's head, several large question marks suddenly popped up.
What does this mean?
Before he could ask clearly, Xiao Qimo was already holding Lu Mian's hand, bypassing him and Feng Ting, and walking toward the car.
The couple waved in sync, both saying goodbye.
Yun Sang: ...
The mischievous man grabbed his hair, baffled, and utterly confused.
