Butong had to stop to stand up and rub his temples.

"Tong Tong, are you ok?" Chu Mu held her arm with eyes and hands.

"it's OK," said Butong, leaning aside and quietly pulling out his hand. "Maybe he just had a drink and was in a hurry. I'll have a rest. Excuse me."

muxilin just wanted to keep up with him. Tang poetry suddenly appeared and stopped in front of him.

"shiye," moxilin raised his smile and looked at her with great interest, "what a coincidence."

Tang Shiyi said with a smile, "unfortunately, Mu always comes to Milan in the same flight with us, and he is also in...