Chapter Eighty-Five: The White Horse Club
Li Luocheng put the black leather seal, the sticker in the center was neatly pasted on the subject, and the four books with surprisingly consistent styles were pushed open and placed on the table with a "click".
Su Xiang felt that there was an illusion of a straight flush at the poker table.
After staring at her for a while with her big blank eyes, she remembered what Li Luocheng had spoken to her last time.
- Why did you suddenly change your mind and agree to my pursuit?
- Because you secretly kept your carefully prepared study notes in the cabinet of my library, I think you seem to be a good girl, so I'm willing to give it a try.
Yes, these are the cannon fodder assists that matched her and Li Luocheng's successful relationship.
Although this situation is a little funny, she still can't help but tear a handful of sympathy for the girl who prepared this thought, who would have thought that she would be intercepted halfway in the end.
Su Xiang took it, and what caught her eyes was an extremely neat calligraphy-level block letter, and she was amazed, how could this kind of character be something she could write.
The content is also, although most of the test points have been forgotten for a long time, the marks and combing made by category are smooth and clear at a glance, and it obviously took a lot of thought and energy.
"Recently, I moved and packed up my old things, and I accidentally turned over these, and they turned out to be very new, so I will leave you a souvenir. ”
It didn't make much sense to explain that the thing wasn't hers, so Su Xiang simply didn't say anything, thanked him and took it back.
The meal lasted for more than an hour, and when she left, Li Luocheng sent her to the car, Su wanted to ask if she wanted to send him, but Li Luocheng refused and said that he would take the subway by himself, and the place of work was not far from here.
Su Xiang didn't force it, but when he started the car, he remembered something, lowered the window and said to him: "If... If anything strange happens lately, don't forget to contact me. ”
Li Luocheng stood outside and looked at her with a smile, neither asking the reason nor saying anything, just nodded and said, "Okay, drive slower on the road." ”
Seeing the people at the door of the store gradually shrink in the rearview mirror until they couldn't see it, Su Xiang withdrew his gaze and fell in front of him.
Li Luocheng didn't even know the complete background of the necklace, and looking at his attitude, it seemed that he didn't know the fact that "belated tears" was the same as it, but this was contrary to the content of the conversation between the two after the crossing.
After eating this meal, she summed up two messages: one is that Li Luocheng's necklace has not happened to her so far, and the other is that Li Luocheng lied to her about the origin of the necklace.
But she couldn't figure out why Li Luocheng was panicking.
Back at the Linjiang villa, Sister-in-law Liu told her that Miss Song was here.
Su wanted to park the car and go in, and in the hall, Song Zhiyin was sitting cross-legged on the sofa eating cut melons, and her feet were still stepping on her newly bought Hermes blanket.
It was dark in front of her, Su Xiang hurriedly went up and pulled her little baby out, and patted her flesh painfully, "Why are you here?"
This woman is urinating, and she will never step into the Linjiang villa if she has nothing to do, because she said that even if Zhou Sichen is not there, this luxurious villa is also surging with Zhou Sichen's indifferent atmosphere, and it is easy to reverse the water after staying for a long time.
Song Zhiyin pulled the person next to him and sat down, and came over with great interest, with a strange light surging in his eyes, "Come with me to a place tonight." ”
This look ...... Su didn't want to refuse, "Don't go." ”
Song Zhiyin pulled her arm and swayed, "Yes, yes, yes, just go with me, when you need my cover, I didn't agree, yes!"
Su Xiang has two fears, one is that Zhou Sichen opens his mouth to speak, but Song Zhiyin opens his mouth to be coquettish, the former has spicy ears, and the latter has spicy eyes.
Dizzy, Su wanted to raise the white flag and surrender, "Where are you going?"
"White Horse Clubhouse. ”
“......”
As we all know, it is the headquarters of the city's signature ducks.
Su wanted to reach out to her forehead, and then reached out to herself, "The flu has been quite serious recently, did you take medicine before going out?"
Song Zhiyin had a hope: "Do you want to go?"
"Don't go. Su Xiang was expressionless: "No matter what your reason is, once I go with you, Zhou Sichen will definitely chop off my Tianling cover with his bare hands when I come back, and when I wake up tomorrow, you will find my body in a stinky ditch, or the kind of chopped pieces." ”
After a while, she sighed, "Where are you going to do something, uncle and aunt are forced to get married?"
Song Zhiyin sighed, "No, I'm just going to catch a traitor-"
"Don't you know?" her tone was extremely angry, "Shen Zhixing, he's out of the closet!"
Su Xiang took a sip of water and sprayed it on the coffee table in front of him, and turned his head sideways: "Huh?"
It took Song Zhiyin ten minutes to finish telling this bizarre story.
At the beginning of the story, Su Xiang was really a little serious, and the more she listened to it, she could only hold back her laughter, this Shen Zhixing's method of rejecting the girl was really strange.
However, after two times and space, Song Zhiyin still couldn't hide from this person.
"Do you like him?" Su wanted to wipe his mouth clean, took the candied fruit brought by Sister-in-law Liu and motioned for her to eat.
Song Zhiyin picked a word and bit it into his mouth, and immediately his little face was wrinkled into a ball by sourness, and he said vaguely: "It's not... I just think he's quite interesting, but he insists that he likes men, and he turned out the free records of the club for more than a year to show me. ”
Speaking of this, she began to get angry again, looking at her expression, if Shen Zhixing was in front of him, she would probably have caught him and bitten him several times, "How is it possible, I saw him hugging a beautiful woman in a bar the day before yesterday, that action, it really doesn't look like there is a psychological disorder, this garbage." ”
"Did I remind you before, don't walk too close to Shen Zhi, he is not that simple. ”
"But the more you say that, the more curious I become," Song Zhiyin leaned back, kicking his legs in the air, "Sure enough, curiosity killed the cat." The deeper I touched, the more I found that this person was full of charm. ”
"You're doing it psychologically. Su Xiang was speechless.
"Then will you accompany me?" The person on the sofa stood up with a carp, and the whole person hung on Su Xiang, raising his eyes to look at her, "Think about it, think about it, think about it?"
"Miss Song wants to think about where to accompany you?"
A man's low, hoarse voice came from the doorway.
The two of them looked together at the door.
Zhou Sichen was wearing a blazer in one hand and a loose tie in the other, and was walking in from outside the gate.
Facing the man's deep and calm gaze, Song Zhiyin suddenly pulled down from Su Xiang's body with a fierce spirit, and obediently sat upright to the side.
Zhou Sichen looked at Su Xiang: "I heard Sister-in-law Liu say that you ate out for lunch, are you hungry, what do you eat at night?"
In an extremely gentle tone, Song Zhiyin next door had goosebumps and goosebumps all over his body, and his face was full of indigestion.