It happened so suddenly, Feng Youling didn't come back to her senses.

And by the time Feng Youling came back to his senses, Fu Tingyuan had already entered the locker room.

He was startled, afraid of what Fu Tingyuan would do to Luo Nanchu, and wanted to go over to save people, but was stopped by Feng Jin.

His cousin, who had always been approachable to him, had a serious, even cold, countenance, and stopped him from moving, and told him to stay here and not move.

What is this for?

Feng Youling was really shocked and angry, and wanted to push Feng Jin away, but Feng Jin grabbed her arm.

"The Chu Chu you are talking about is Luo Nan Chu?"

Feng Jin glared at him, gritting his teeth.

"Who else could it be if it's not Luo Nanchu?" Feng Youling was inexplicable, "I didn't tell you her name?" ”

"Did I still have to make a fuss about telling me my name earlier?" Feng Jin rarely burst into a foul mouth.

Luo Nanchu didn't even die.

The unrecognizable Luo Nanchu, who died in a car accident, did not die.

Not only did he not die, but he was alive and well, and became his cousin's sweetheart.

If it didn't feel too real, he would have thought he was dreaming right now!

Feng Jin looked at his childish cousin, pursed his lips, and warned in a low voice: "Don't provoke Luo Nanchu in the future." You didn't provoke her! ”

actually fell in love with Fu Tingyuan's woman, I really don't know if his younger brother has too good vision or too bad vision.

Feng Youling wanted to refute him, but was frightened by Feng Jin's rare serious expression, and didn't squeak.

Selina looked at the locker room anxiously and fearfully, she wanted to go in and take a look, but Feng Jin didn't allow her to go, she was a little girl, she was already afraid of them, but now that she has become like this, she is even more afraid.

The door to the locker room was opened again, and Feng Youling and Selina turned their heads to look at it together.

Fu Tingyuan walked out with Luo Nanchu in his hands, and it didn't look like anything had happened.

Luo Nanchu lowered his head and broke free of Fu Tingyuan's hand, walked over and grabbed Selina the man turned his head to look at her and didn't say anything.

"Are you alright?" Selina felt guilty.

"Well, it's fine." Luo Nanchu replied casually, and then looked up at Fu Tingyuan, who was also looking at her, silent, but his eyes were very heavy.

Her heart tightened at the sight of his eyes, and she withdrew her gaze and looked away.

Feng Jin said loudly: "Let's go upstairs to eat." He asked Luo Nanchu, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Luo Nanchu was a little absent-minded, "Hot pot, right?" ”

She came back to her senses as she spoke.

This is London, where to get fondue.

However, there is actually a Chinese restaurant on the top floor of the commercial building.

Almost all the people who ate in this hot pot restaurant were Orientals, Feng Jin went in and opened a box, and then led a group of them into the box.

Luo Nanchu sat next to Fu Tingyuan, scalded his tableware with boiling water, and then handed it to him.

The man glanced down at the chopsticks, paused for a moment before reaching out to take them.

Luo Nanchu smiled slightly, and scalded Selina again.

It's not the first time Selina has eaten hot pot, and she has eaten this kind of thing at college parties, but it is the first time she has eaten hot pot and eaten so stressed.

The mandarin duck pot and the dishes ordered were quickly served.

Luo Nanchu is not very good at eating spicy food, and when he fishes it out of the pot, he has to take water to float it and then eat it.

Fu Tingyuan sat beside her and scalded her meat.

Feng Youling glanced at it a few times, and couldn't help but be stunned there, and was twisted on the thigh by Feng Jin's hand before coming back to his senses.