FCY Chapter 137

Eating hotpot, lalalala. Eating hotpot, lalalala. "You guys..." Zhu Zi, carrying two bags, looked at the scene in the restaurant with some awkwardness. Should I have come later? My timing seems a bit off. Despite thinking this, he still tiptoed over and sat next to Wu Xinming, placing all the snacks in front of him. "Bro... Bro... No... No more!" Luo Yan squeezed out a few words while pushing Cen Xi away, he was almost out of breath. Even so, Cen Xi didn't let him go. Once a person's desires are…