"Alright, stop worrying. I still believe that when the boat reaches the bridge, it will naturally straighten. Thinking too much now won't help."
Wen Ran was a bit deflated, "What if, I mean what if..."
Songzhu is easy to handle, no matter how fat it gets, how fat can it be?
Just find a place to hide, and it's all good once you're on the train.
But the size of Red Army, Hetao, and Old Wolf is another story.
You can't hide them.
"Why are there so many 'what ifs'?" Xiao Chenye turned his head, sounding sour, "I don't know if it's my illusion.
I always feel like you treat the dogs and wolves at home better than me, a living person."
Hm, how did this usually dull man suddenly become so perceptive today?
Hiss~
Scary.
The previous times were better.
Half a month at home, half a month outside, each month felt like a reunion after a brief separation, like a honeymoon.
