The next day.
Huang Kaiwen flew back to London with his teammates.
The flight time of about an hour was no different from taking a bus ride.
Cleared security.
The entire Chelsea team was full of energy.
This short flight didn't significantly affect them physically or mentally.
"Kevin, do you have any plans today?"
Ramos, carrying luggage for two people, asked from behind.
"Not thinking of anything for now."
Huang Kaiwen curiously looked at Ramos and asked, "Aren't you going on a date? I saw on TV that she's still in London and even looked at houses."
"Forget it, we're not suitable for each other."
Ramos glanced at Bale, who had come over, and said.
If this continues, even his second best friend spot won't be secure, where's the time for dating?
"Kevin, want to play golf?"
Bale, carrying a backpack, came over and asked.
"Forget it, it's already almost 10 o'clock, playing golf is more suitable during long holidays."
