Song Nanzhou brought Bo Huan to his car.

"Get in the car. Song Nanzhou stepped forward and stretched out his hand to open the car door for Bo Huan.

Bo Huan looked a little flattered, looking at the car door with a flurry of eyes, and she still felt like a dream.

Song Nanzhou stretched out his hand and swept it twice in front of Bo Huan's eyes, with doting in his eyes: "Get in the car." ”

"Ahh Bo Huan came back to his senses and got into the car a little shyly.

Song Nanzhou closed the car door, went around to the other side of the car, pulled the door and sat in the car.

"Seat belts. Song Nanzhou turned his head to look at Bo Huan.

Bo Huan sluggishly pulled the seat belt and buckled it at his side.

"You seem to be a little distracted?" Song Nanzhou looked at her curiously.

"Hmm...... I felt like I was kind of dreaming. Bo Huan clutched the seat belt tightly in his hand and looked at Song Nanzhou with blinking eyes.

"Huanhuan, you're so cute, but your brain isn't very open. If you dream, how can there be so many real movements, huh?" Song Nanzhou smiled, reached out and rubbed the top of her head, then twisted the key and started the car.

“……”

In the last second, Bo Huan was still secretly happy because Song Nanzhou praised her, and the next second he was poked by his taunting skills.

"Song Nanzhou, do you know what straight male cancer is?" said Bo Huan faintly.

"Heard, what's wrong?" Song Nanzhou looked at the rearview mirror, flicked the steering wheel with one hand and drove the car out of the parking lot.

"Forget it, it's fine. Bo Huan just wanted to argue, but suddenly felt bored again, so he simply pursed his lips and stopped talking.

After skimming Bo Huan's small expression, the corners of Song Nanzhou's mouth couldn't help but hook up a good-looking arc.

Leisurely, Bo Huan followed Song Nanzhou, and under the guidance of the waiter, walked into the private room one after the other.

After ordering, Bo Huan sat on the chair with some restraint: "How can you come to live leisurely?"

"I saw you like it last time, so I came. Song Nanzhou naturally poured her a cup of tea.

"Oh. Bo Huan nodded and picked up the teacup

Take a sip.

"Why did you think I had a girlfriend before?" Song Nanzhou asked.

"I just think you and Sister Gu Su are a good match, so I thought you were together. Bo Huan lowered his eyes, looked at the tea soup in the cup, and said to himself.

Song Nanzhou raised his eyebrows, probably understanding all of Bo Huan's previous behaviors that seemed to make sense.

I hate him, and I probably think he wants to step on two boats, so she's interesting to him.

Thinking of this, Song Nanzhou actually felt a little brighter.

"Ask me directly if you have something in the future, understand?" Song Nanzhou put down the teacup and looked at Bo Huan.

"Good. Being throbbed by Song Nanzhou's eyes, Bo Huan only felt that his face was a little hot.

"Here's to you. Song Nanzhou said, taking out a light blue envelope from the inner lining of the windbreaker.

"What is it?" Bo Huan took the envelope in his hand with a curious look.

Love letters, bank cards, and Bo Huan opened the envelope with apprehension.

Inside, I saw a postcard that read "Kerwin. ”

"Kerwin's signature, how do you know I like Kerwin?" Bo Huan looked at Song Nanzhou in surprise.

"Guess. Song Nanzhou looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"How could you have it, this is rare. Bo Huan cherished the signature.

"Yes. Song Nanzhou said lightly.

Bo Huan gently stroked the signature on the postcard, she looked at Song Nanzhou gratefully, and her tone was full of sincerity: "Thank you." ”

"Silly. Song Nanzhou smiled, looking at Bo Huan's satisfied appearance, and suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

A little bit of fun is just that.

Is the little girl so satisfied?