He hooked the corners of his lips, his voice was thin and cool, and he said without saltiness: "Is it for my birthday, or for Jiang Yan's death day." ”

When several people heard this, they looked at each other, and pointed to Jiang Yan who was standing in the C position in unison, "Give Jiang Yan a death day." ”

Jiang Yan was stunned on the spot.

He wanted to cry and sat next to Song Weiyu without tears, blinking his phoenix eyes, with a posture of begging for hugs and comfort.

Song Weiyu touched his aggrieved handsome face, coughed lightly, and pretended to be angry: "Don't always bully my family's Jiang Yan, children are not afraid." ”

"Twenty-five or sixteen people, Lin Daiyu, who is fucking pretending to be weak all day long, really thinks that she is very lovable? Song Liangchu glanced at them with a sneer, his words sharp and poisonous.

Immediately, he took out a paper cigarette, but instead of lighting it, he rubbed it back and forth with two fingers, "How's your business going?"

Fu Shiyan's eyes were as deep and quiet as ever, and he said unhurriedly: "I only owe the east wind." ”

"After that, do you want to come back?" Gu Hansheng held a cigarette between his beautiful long fingers, and his handsome and casual face showed an extravagant posture.

Fu Shiyan took out a cigarette, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it greedily, and his always clear and plain voice was smeared with a hint of softness, "My business is over, that little woman's business is not finished yet, but she said that she wants to earn money to treat my leg." ”

Song Liangchu looked at him like this, those eyes as black as ink, under the two raised eyebrows, looked extremely bright, as deep as a quiet cold pool, "When that woman earns money to treat your leg, it is estimated that it will be after the Year of the Monkey, and it is estimated that by then, you will be half paralyzed." ”

He had only seen Yu Yousi once, and at the party again, the appearance of wearing gold and silver, and flattery, was really disgusting and not good.

Fu Shiyan's thin lips pursed a cold smile slightly, put down the cigarette in his hand, and said in a lukewarm voice: "You think I am you, but my brain is not filled with brains but dirt, and I have to fool a woman to scrap some body parts, so that I can realize that I am really a second goods." ”

As soon as Fu Shiyan said this, the rest of the people looked at Song Liangchu worriedly, only Gu Hansheng, who was holding a wine glass in his hand, held his cheek with one hand, looking ready to watch a good show.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, it's just that every time he becomes a peacemaker, he will be poisoned by Fu Shiyan, and every word will poke you in the heart.

He sometimes admires Song Liangchu, he is the most poisonous tongue among them, but when he meets Fu Shiyan, he is even better, but he likes to hit the muzzle of the gun every time, and he is sarcastic and resentful.

Song Liangchu's body exuded a compelling cold, a little colder than Fu Shiyan, and the silence between his eyebrows and eyes disappeared, and he turned into a thick yin owl in an instant.

His voice was gloomy and cold, "I like it, I enjoy it, you don't think anyone has done it to you yet!"

Before Fu Shiyan could speak, Gu Hansheng's ruthless ridicule came from his ears, "I said Liang Chu, why do you say this every time, my ears are calloused." ”

Song Liangchu lifted his eyelids, the fingers holding the wine glass were a little heavier, he squinted his eyes, and the wind gusted.

Fu Shiyan's index finger seemed to be tracing the rim of the cup in his hand, his eyes were cold, and he seemed to be smiling, "Liang Chu is a physique that needs to be abused all year round, and pain makes him happy, don't you know?"

Gu Hansheng smiled lightly, his flexible fingers shook the liquid in the wine glass, and said two words meaningfully, "I understand." ”

The two words fell, and the entire box fell into a strange and incomparably harmonious silence.