C508 His Chest Was Torn

Although it looked like Han Chung was in a worse state than Cassiel, compared to Han Chung's vigorous cries, Cassiel's crying could obviously arouse the weak mentality of people.

Shen Yi almost subconsciously wanted to comfort Cassiel, "Don't cry, quickly put on your pants."

Puppy, do you know that your underwear is exposed? There are so many people watching on the street, and there is a camera on your back. Pay attention to your image.

Cassiel pouted his mouth and pulled up his pants, feeling wronged. He pulled a few times and realized that he could not pull it up. He looked at Shen Yi with a pair of teary blue eyes, "I can't pull it up, it's broken..."

If he could not pull it up, then it would be because Han Chung had pulled it up.

Shen Yi turned her head to look at Han Chung. Han Chung also looked at her. He also looked at her and changed his attitude from before. He also pouted and looked at Shen Yi, "My clothes are also broken..."

Shen Yi,... ""

Han Chung, who was in such a sorry state, looked at her with such a pitiful and aggrieved look. Shen Yi indicated that there seemed to be a poisonous arrow in her heart.

Save me, there is poison.

Shen Yi silently looked at Han Chung for a while, then resigned to her fate and took off her coat.

Fortunately, she was wearing a rather loose casual baseball uniform. It was black, and the style was also neutral. It would not be strange for Han Chung to wear it.

Han Chung took off his tattered clothes and happily changed into Shen Yi's clothes.

During this period, he did not care if taking off his clothes in broad daylight would affect his image in the city. He grabbed the collar of his T-shirt with both hands and took it off. Then he rolled up his tattered clothes and threw them into the trash bin.

There were low cries and sounds coming from the crowd, followed by the sound of the phone cracking. The tourists obviously enjoyed such a visual feast.

Han Chung took off his clothes casually. Shen Yi, who was standing beside him, naturally saw more details. Not only his waist, but there were also many scratches on his chest that Cassiel had scratched. The serious parts were swollen. It could be imagined how fierce the fight between the two was.

Cassiel saw that Han Chung had already put on Shen Yi's clothes and changed back to his dog face. He could not help but look at his broken jeans and felt sad, "Shen Yi..."

Shen Yi raised her hands and surrendered, "I don't have pants for you."

Cassiel looked at his companion again.

William was sitting on a chair and watching him laugh happily. His mouth was wide open and his little tongue trembled.

He saw Cassiel look at him and immediately stopped smiling. He shook his head and said, "Don't even think about my pants."

Cassiel looked at this and then looked at his jeans. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The four of them were in a stalemate for a long time. In the end, Shen Yi saw that he pitifully borrowed an old bar worker's pants from the bar owner and even paid a deposit of ten euros.

After the fight was over, the fun was over. The pants and clothes were also tidied up. No one could do anything to anyone.

Shen Yi said, "Let's disperse like this. There's no point in fighting again."

The four of them tacitly chose to stop the fight and carried their respective backpacks out of the bar street.

There were a lot of people. Shen Yi and Han Chung walked for a while before they completely asked those pedestrians who were passionate about taking photos. But not long after they left, they ran into Chris and Qu Wei, who were laughing uncontrollably on a bench.

The two of them huddled on the bench and hugged the armrest as they laughed so hard that tears flowed down their faces. As they laughed, they ridiculed, "Cassiel's underwear is out, damn it..."

"Cheng Cheng's chest was even scratched, aiyo..."