Pan Chenyu, biting his teeth, entered the room and closed the door, but his entire body was already sitting on the ground, silently crying. Why, why have I waited for two years, you didn't appear, yet now you appear!
Pan Chenyu grabbed his hair with both hands, tears of pain streaming down!
Su Xuan opened his mouth, looking at the closed door of Pan Chenyu's room, with many questions he wanted to ask him, but at this moment, he really couldn't ask.
"Boyfriend, come save me!"
At this moment, a crisis had already started on the stage. Su Xuan grabbed a flower pot and threw it out, his body transforming into a gust of wind, and with a crash, the flower pot was smashed directly. Su Xuan appeared in front of Cheng Jiahui.
"A grown man, you really can strike hard!"
"Kid, don't meddle in our sect's affairs, you have no right to interfere!"
"Cut the nonsense, didn't you hear what he called me?"
Su Xuan said this while taking off his windbreaker and handing it to Cheng Jiahui!
