Alas.
Second brother's heart is even more complex than a woman's; he completely can't figure it out.
Gu Qize rubbed his forehead, looking at Bao Nan glaring at Chen Changlu like a queen berating a mistress.
Just as the two of them were about to start a fight, Jiang Tong slowly walked back.
Then, the two who were about to draw their weapons instantly changed their expressions.
One smiled as warmly as a spring breeze, with no hint of the earlier gloom on his face.
The other, although expressionless, was no longer as icy cold, with a faint hint of a smile at the corners of his lips.
Witnessing it all, Gu Qize: "..."
Holy crap!
Are these two masters of Sichuan opera face-changing!?
How do they change so quickly!
Bao Nan and Chen Changlu both spoke to Jiang Tong, "You're back."
Hearing their voices, Jiang Tong hesitated, having just lifted her leg to step forward. She looked at them, puzzled.
Hey, this isn't right.
She had just gone to the restroom.
