Chapter 232: What's supposed to come, really will come

Starry also subconsciously took a step back, her back against the table behind her, she felt her face a little hot, slightly averted her eyes and looked out the window, coughed lightly and changed the subject: "It's a nice day." Filip didn't give her a hard time and took a half step back, leaving some distance for her: "Want to go out?" Hearing his words, Starry subconsciously answered, "Playing golf?" Filip's eyes moved slightly as he looked at her, "You want to play golfer?" Starry's rare embarrassment, she just accidentally said fast, in fact, is to think of Filip said Dillon asked him to play golf thing. She pushed away his hand that was circling her side: "You still owe me a painting." Saying that, people have gone upstairs, the meaning is self-explanatory. Filip stood there, the cold eyebrows were also tinged with a few smiles. When his phone vibrated, he was in a rare mood and clicked on the Chat group of a few of them, and just pulled it up to see a flur