Taking Wang Ling's hand, he pulled Wang Ling behind him. Zhao Bin kicked him and blocked the other party. Only then did he fix his eyes on the past.

A 1.8 metre tall, a casual suit, looks very good-looking and handsome. At the moment, a pair of bright eyes under the bushy eyebrows are staring at Zhao Bin.

"What do you want to do!"

"What can I do?"

"Wang Ling, are you okay?"

With each other's opening, Zhao Bin knew that his mother was a misunderstanding, and the other party even knew Wang Ling.

Wang Ling saw a misunderstanding and quickly said, "This is my friend, just a misunderstanding."

"Friends?...