Wu Yong sat at the back, opened the car door intending to step out for some fresh air, but as soon as he opened the door, Lin Tian called out to him.
"What's up?" Wu Yong had one foot on the ground, the other still in the car.
"I don't have enough money on me. You pay the fare!" Lin Tian didn't care whether Wu Yong agreed or not and got out of the car.
With a bitter expression, Wu Yong looked at Lin Tian's departing figure, his fragile heart shattered. How did he end up with such a stingy brother?
After paying the fare, Wu Yong sulkily came to Lin Tian's side: "The pants money is gone!"
Lin Tian said seriously: "Then don't buy the T-shirt, just buy a pair of pants!"
"..."
At this moment, Wu Yong didn't want to say anything.
Inside the bathhouse hotel, Xiaogang was leisurely lying on the sofa, thinking that this time Daoist Li could definitely take care of Lin Tian.
Without Lin Tian, everything seemed to turn wonderful.
Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
