"Second Master, Uncle Wang asked me to call you to have dinner."
When the voice sounded, Chen was hanging on Qin Feng again, with Qin Feng holding his butt in an intimate posture.
Qiao Mingyue joked, "I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to be so lively at his age."
Chen felt embarrassed again, and he immediately slid down from Qin Feng. He didn't know what scraped his stomach, and he gasped in pain.
Qin Feng's belt was rubbed down a few inches by the young man. It was amusing to see him enduring the pain and wanting to curse but his face turned red.
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