Fugitive?
Chen Yan instinctively wanted to turn her head, but just then, Ren Jie put down his phone, wrapped his arm around her neck across the narrow, long makeshift table, and kissed her heavily.
Then, in a barely audible voice, he said:
"Don't turn around, don't look."
After saying this, he kissed her again.
Chen Yan: "..."
She always felt this guy was taking advantage of the situation.
However... her little aunt approved!
While the two were passionately kissing, the people at the table next to them, who were having a gathering, turned to glance over and said with a laugh:
"These young people are really full of energy, even with a broken arm, they can't be still."
"Last time, the third guy got a cut on the leg, and he still sneaked into a farmer's house to play with women, and after that, he even asked the woman to cook noodles."
"No need to mention the past heroic deeds, just continue eating and drinking."
