Chapter 216

Fu Nanli reached out to open the door and pulled the man into the car. Wenjo's gravity was unstable and fell directly into his arms.

Seeing the whole process, Zhuang Yan felt as if he had been stabbed by a sharp blade. The sadness was so intuitive.

The car passed slowly in front of several people. Zhuang Yan breathed heavily and watched the car go away.

Fu Nanli looked at the man in his arms, "Zhuang Yan said you, right?"

Wenjo wanted to get out of his arms and answer him seriously, but the man's arm was so cramped that she couldn't move.

"I think so."

"Should?"

Wenqiao helplessly looked at him: "it's me, that's me, but what he wants to say is beyond my control."

The man's thick finger belly touched her face: "so what do you think?"

"Well?" Wenjo was a little confused.

"What do you think?"