"Brother Ziqiang. Mu Tingting was stunned for a while, and slowly opened her mouth to call out this title that was about to linger in her heart for a long time.

He Ziqiang smiled, nodded, and then began to discuss with Mu Yuntian about the follow-up development of Xiaolin Village.

Song Xiangran, who was about to wander around this hall just now, didn't wander around for long, and found that the food here, like Fang Qingming and their party, was even more delicious!

So Song Xiangran thought that no one here knew her, so she could eat a lot, so she didn't stop.

When aiming at the piece of dessert at the higher place and preparing to start, the other hand took the lead and grabbed in front of Song Xiangran.

Song Xiangran frowned, turned his head to look at the person who came from the hand.

The person who came was a fresh face, with short and neat hair similar to that of Fang Qingming and their troops, dark skin, an obvious scar on the left eye, and an overly delicate facial features, but it couldn't be found at first glance.

And his whole temperament is indifferent and distant, when he looks at Song Xiangran, Song Xiangran feels a chill all over his body.

The heating was turned on in this hotel, and it stands to reason that it won't feel cold, but at this moment, Song Xiangran stood beside this man and felt cold inexplicably.

"I'm sorry, I ate the last piece. Seeing that Song Xiangran wanted to get another piece, the man spoke behind Song Xiangran.

The man's voice was also very different from his appearance, rough and hoarse, and deep.

The excessively delicate facial features are incompatible with the vicissitudes of this person's performance.

Song Xiangran felt unprovoked that the man in front of him must have experienced a lot of unusual things and an unknown past.

And he had a feeling very similar to Fang Qingming's, so Song Xiangran couldn't help but ask, "Are you a soldier?"

The man was not surprised that Song Xiangran asked this question, but nodded lightly: "It used to be." Then he took another small dessert.

Song Xiangran thought that he was idle anyway, and no one knew him here, so he simply continued to speak: "My fiancé is also a soldier, and you have a feeling that is very similar to him. ”

"Yes. The man stuffed dessert into his mouth one bite after another, and it was clear that what he was saying should be a questioning sentence, but there was no doubt in the tone, and the man didn't seem to be very interested in anything.

This couldn't help but make Song Xiangran even more curious.

Seeing that this man had been eating desserts and hadn't drunk a sip of water on the way, Song Xiangran asked curiously, "Why do you keep eating desserts?"

After asking this, some expressions finally appeared on the man's face.

The man smiled, looked up at Song Xiangran, and said, "Because life is not sweet, I love sweetness, so I can reconcile it." ”

"Is that so......" Song Xiangran was stunned, she only realized now that she had only started to love sweets in this life, probably because she had a miserable life in her previous life, and now in this life, she needs to eat sweets to reconcile it.

Thinking so, Song Xiangran poured a glass of milk from the side, took a chocolate biscuit from the table, soaked it in the milk for a while, and then stuffed it into his mouth to chew.

The man next to him suddenly became interested in Song Xiangran at this time, and he also learned from Song Xiangran, poured a glass of milk, and then picked up a chocolate chip cookie and put it in the milk to bubble.

"Yes, you have a lot of ideas. The man finished the biscuit with great satisfaction, and then said to Song Xiangran.

Song Xiangran smiled and said, "I found it by accident." ”

The two chatted a few more words, and Song Xiangran suddenly found that although this man was in this hall, he had been eating here since he saw him just now.

"Are you a businessman now?" Song Xiangran said as he silently licked the cookie crumbs on his fingers.

If it was at Fang Qingming's class reunion, Song Xiangran wouldn't dare to do this.

The man nodded and said, "Yes." ”

After thinking for a while, the man looked Song Xiangran up and down and asked, "Who is your fiancé?"

Song Xiangran was stunned for a while, he didn't expect him to ask this question, but he thought that even if Fang Qingming and him were both soldiers, the two of them would definitely not know each other.

"I told you that you don't know him, he's not a businessman. Song Xiangran smiled and said.

"Not necessarily, you see. The man raised an eyebrow.

"No, you ask first, you report to your home first. Song Xiangran shook his head and said.

The man was about to speak, and a gorgeously dressed woman walked over with ten-centimeter high heels: "Mr. Feng, it turns out that you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time." ”

"Ms. Lan, what are you doing?" the man glanced at the visitor, but did not continue to watch her speak, but just lowered his head and soaked the biscuits in milk.

Seeing that Feng Sa was eating biscuits in milk, but he didn't want to chat with himself for a minute, Lan Tian's face unconsciously showed some embarrassment.

"Oh, isn't Mr. Li and Wang all chatting over there, aren't you afraid that you will be bored and ask you to go over and talk together?" Lan Tian quickly returned to the flattering smile he had just now.

But Feng Sa refused with a smile without appreciation: "No need," and then Feng Sa pointed to Song Xiangran next to him, "I'm not bored, there are people chatting here." ”

Lan Tian tried a few more times, but Fengsa still didn't agree, so she had to leave in disgrace.

After the woman left, Song Xiangran glanced at the mysterious man in front of him, and laughed with a "poof".

"What are you laughing at?" the corners of Feng Sa's mouth hooked slightly.

"It's nothing, I just feel like I want to laugh a little, don't you care. Song Xiangran shook his head with a smile and said.

The man didn't plan to continue to ask, put down the glass of milk in his hand, stretched out his hand towards Song Xiangran, and said, "Contemptible Fengshi Group, Fengsa." ”

Even if he grew up in Xiaolin Village for so many years, Song Xiangran knew what kind of existence Fengshi Group was after coming to Fengshi University.

It's not that the wealth rivals the country, but in a city, the group that can be named after the city must have some unusual background.

And this kind of background is mostly related to the military, no wonder this man said that he used to be a soldier.

"Song Xiangran," Song Xiangran thought for a moment, and then added, "Fengshi University College of Liberal Arts." ”

Feng Sa heard Song Xiangran say that he was from Fengshi University, and immediately laughed: "Are you a professor or a counselor?"

"What, I'm a freshman. Song Xiangran withdrew his hand and said angrily.

"Sorry, sorry, just kidding. Feng Sa looked at Song Xiangran and hesitated, "I just didn't expect that you already have a fiancé at such a young age." ”

When it comes to her fiancé, Song Xiangran is full of happiness.

But speaking of her fiancé, Song Xiangran realized that she seemed to have been away from that hall for a long time.

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