Huang Tuo Mountain, his friend?
"What's his name?" Fu Tingyu asked.
Gu Yan said, "I asked, but he didn't say."
Fu Tingyu frowned. His friend?
Why didn't he say anything when he came?
"He didn't want to say, but I was curious about who he was. So I learned my lesson this time and secretly took his photo."
Fu Tingyu turned his head to look at Gu Yan, waiting to see the photo.
Gu Yan put a towel on the back of his neck, picked up the phone on the sofa. He opened the photo album and clicked on the secretly taken photo.
After the photo was taken, he didn't have time to look at it.
"This is the photo." Gu Yan handed the phone to him.
Fu Tingyu took it over and looked at the phone screen. The first time he saw the photo, he thought he looked familiar.
He had short black and brown hair, wore a black mask, and was wearing a leather jacket.
