At this time, a pair of men and women who came down from the glass room looked at two tall and short figures on the beach.

"You are very good...friends?" Lei Meilian looked at the tall and handsome man in the distance without even turning her head to the man beside her.

"Yes." Feng Shangxie nodded.

Shang was his only true friend, and he was his life-saving benefactor.

"It depends on your relationship."

"Well, a good friend for life."

"I really envy you, only men have real friendship." Lei Meilian sighed.

Don’t talk about women being stingy, and you can’t learn the kind of honesty between men.

Even she and Qiaoer were the ones who were Dongfang Yi’s sister, she liked her own preferences and loved the house and the mistress, which made her now have the illusion of being like a sister.

Therefore, women use each other more often.

There are very few feelings that can be as loyal as men.

At least she is not, and she has never encountered such a woman.

"I agree with this."

He is always among women, knowing that there are few true best friends among women. Perhaps the so-called best friend who betrays her at critical moments may be this so-called best friend.

Leng Qianxun sensed their approach and turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

"You're too full?"

"Shang, are you going back tonight?" Feng Shang glared at him and ignored him.

He found that talking to this bent man would lose half his life if he was not angry.

"No." Ye Wushang spoke coldly, as if someone had violated him.

Lei Meilian, who was standing next to Feng Shangxie, shivered unconsciously by the invasion of this air conditioner, withdrew her obsessive gaze and looked at the sand under her feet.

"Oh, we'll go back later."

Feng Shangxie didn't feel anything. From the day he met Shang, he had a cold breath.

"Ye Wushang turned around and looked at Leng Qianxun who was already wearing shoes, knowing that he wanted to go back to the glass room.

In the first glass room, Leng Qianxun sat on the sofa and asked Ye Wushang.

"Brother Ye, that woman has a good cultivation level, you are not afraid..."

Even if Feng Shangxie is a master of love, he is like a tofu dump in front of a cultivator, and he will break it when he pinches it.

"She dares not."

Didn’t she have seen his strength when she was in the restaurant the day before yesterday? I wouldn’t it be that she wouldn’t dare.

"Are you so confident in her? I'm not at ease with your good friend."

Even if the woman dared not, who knew whether Feng Shangxie would anger her? And when the woman saw it, she knew it was a white lotus.

"Don't you dislike him? Why do you care about him?" Feng Shangxie thought of the silent communication with Xie just now, and he believed that he would be able to be sensible.

"It's not because of Brother Ye's face, otherwise, who will pay attention to him?"

This is the truth.

I am also afraid that someone like Shang Xie who has half of his property will be used by others.

"Then I have to thank you for giving me face."

Ye Wushang took a T-shirt and shorts from the room and threw it into his arms, "Go and take a shower."

"Can you stop rushing? I'll sleep on the sofa tonight, and you'll sleep on the room." What are you really afraid of?

Leng Qianxun had a bitter face. In this privacyless glass room, who knows whether the glass will become transparent later?

So, how dare she take a shower so safely?

"no."
Chapter completed!