When the little girl heard Wu Shiqian's words, she was so anxious that her white and tender little face turned red, and she stammered when she spoke.

"No, no, I'm twenty years old, and I'm going to college."

Wu Shiqian didn't pay attention to Old Man Wu's eyes full of warning and suggestion, and nodded "oh" to the girl.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while.

Just after Old Man Wu thought that Wu Shiqian would not say anything more, he heard a sentence pop out of his seemingly casual tone.

"Well, I'm almost thirty years old, you can still call me uncle."

"Wu Shiqian!" Old Man Wu was completely angry, and he raised his hand to push Wu Shiqian.

It's just that before he could touch a single strand of Wu Shiqian's hair, he leaned back and dodged it.

Old Man Wu was so aggrieved at this moment, and he was embarrassed to beat Wu Shiqian in front of his old friends.

He glared at Wu Shiqian, he didn't do anything right, and he was embarrassed to say that he was almost thirty years old.

Fortunately, he is not the heir of the Wu family, otherwise he will be finished sooner or later.

"Grandpa, why are you angry, I'm talking to the children about their age."

"Get out."

"Oh."

As if he had received an imperial decree, Wu Shiqian got up and walked outside the house, but before leaving, he politely and gentlemanly said goodbye to Old Man Wu's old friend and the little girl.

Out of Wu's house, Wu Shiqian hummed a little song and drove happily to the live CS playground in Beiting Park.

It's not that he is unwilling to accept Old Man Wu's arrangement, it's really ...... What he introduced is not the type that Wu Shiqian likes, if he is about to get married, he may not only live up to the delay of the woman's life, but also he will not be happy.

After parking the car, Wu Shiqian was about to get out of the car, but received a text message.

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"Wow, you're awake?"

A big, blond man walked into the warehouse, carrying a half-drunk bottle of beer in one hand. The normal 500 ml bottle of beer is pinched in the hand of the big man, as if it has become a miniature version, inexplicably cute.

Mu Si listened to the Chinese pronunciation that the big man didn't know how many times lame than him, snorted, and did not answer.

Wu Shichen's eyeballs were rolling from side to side under his tightly closed eyelids, and it seemed that he was about to wake up.

Mousse took his eyes off Wu Shichen's face and returned to the big man.

This inexplicable familiarity.

A minute ago, there were only the awake Mousse and the unconscious Wu Shichen in this abandoned warehouse.

At this moment, as the big guy came in, four small big guys who looked a little "petite" a little bit more "petite" than the big guy came in for a while.

Mousse looked at the people who had come in warily, not yet figuring out what their purpose was.

Do you want to make money, or do you want to kill someone?

"Who are you?" His head hurt when he thought about it, and the drugs he had been injected before he fell unconscious seemed to have some stamina, Mousse asked impatiently.

The big guy poured the remaining half of the beer in a good mood, then threw the bottle against the wall, the shards scattered in all directions with the impact.

Wu Shichen finally woke up, the pain in his shoulder came, he wanted to get up, but he couldn't exert force because of the wound.

"Hello, my milch cow. ）”

Wu Shichen's fruitless struggle amused the big man, and he greeted him with a smile and a particularly "friendly" tone.

Mousse moved his position and protected Wu Shichen behind him like a chicken.

The big guy laughed out loud and reached out to summon the rest of the little guys to look at the amusing picture.

“Wow，boyfriends？” The big man laughed at the two of them, apparently interpreting Mousse's behavior as something else.

Mousse, who has always behaved noble and elegant, and Wu Shichen "puffed" at the same time, and the big man laughed even more happily.