Chapter 63

Her friend is a second-generation one, and he has hardly been to this kind of place: "I haven't seen you for so long at the beginning of the year, and you are still so capable." _ w-w ยท w'.= Trouble to taste high, okay? I really doubt that Aunt Zhao is such an elegant artist, how can she cultivate such a strange taste in you? Are you born to Aunt Zhao? โ€

She was born to Zhao Zhilin, but not Song Yunmao. Skewers. Malatang, street food stalls, which one is not her favorite to eat? Can you still expect her to be the same as Song Yanheng?

Song Chuchu laughed: "It's been awarded." โ€

A meal, Song Chu ate heartily. When he was about to return with a good time, Song Chu's mobile phone shook, and Song Yanheng commented: It's fun.

A strange and cold feeling came out of the soles of Song Chu's feet. She came to Shanghai without saying a word, Song Yanheng should have shook her face, why did she still have a good time?

But the big-hearted girl soon forgot about it because of a smoothie. In the afternoon, she went shopping with friends, and in the evening she went to a nightclub.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a married woman didn't dare to play for too long, so she returned to the hotel at eleven o'clock.

She didn't drink well, she was doubled in a nightclub and helped up the elevator by her friends.

Song Chu opened the door of the room by himself. _8___w=w-w=.Her friend helped her to the sand, took her a bottle of water from the refrigerator, explained a few words and left.

Song Chu drank some water, washed up briefly, and went into the bedroom.

Turning on the light, on the bed in the neat and simple bedroom, a person sat straight, looking down at the computer on his lap.

Song Chu was startled, and the wine came to his senses. I thought I couldn't have gone to the wrong room, or she wouldn't have been able to open the door.

Looking at that back again, the girl felt very familiar. Who else could it be if it wasn't Song Yanheng?

Song Chu approached the two at the beginning of the year and shouted hesitantly: "Song Yanheng? โ€

"Coming back?" Song Yanheng responded coolly, put the computer aside, stood up and looked at Song Chuchu with a smile, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked her, "Why did you come back so early?" โ€

Song Chu was frightened and begged for mercy on the spot: "No, no, my heart is like an arrow." I've wanted to come back for a long time, but I can't be dragged away. โ€

"Yes, it's hard to come out once, but you can't be like a girl with no worries, so crazy for a while?" Song Yanheng didn't smile at his skin.

"What is this, how can I forget you?"

Song Yanheng snorted coldly and expressed contempt for Song Chu's little dog leg. 8๏ฝ—ยท๏ฝ—=๏ฝ—ยท๏ผŽ =

"But how did you get in?" Fortunately, it was Song Yanheng who came in, otherwise he might have been left here as a young girl.

"Don't you know that this is Liao Jichuan's hotel?"

How good it is for the girl to have a snack, if she can remember Liao Jichuan and Shi Yu's industry like Zhou Xiyu, I don't know how much money she can save in a year.

It is worthy of growing up eating a bowl of rice, Song Chu turned around and wanted to run: "I want to call Yunfei and ask her to return the money for the room to me." โ€

"Alright, don't be poor." Smelling the smell of cigarettes and alcohol at the beginning of Song Chu's body, can Song Yanheng still let her out? dragged Song Chuchu past her, ready to clean her up. "Where did you go crazy just now? You smell all this smell on you! โ€

Song Chuchu smiled, took two steps back and stayed away from Song Yanheng: "I, I'll take a bath." "As soon as I turn around, I have to run.

Song Yanheng stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Chu's collar again. Poor Song Chu is in front of outsiders, it can be regarded as a temperament beauty. Tall and good-tempered, many Y students call her "goddess, goddess".

Now he was easily dragged by Song Yanheng's clothes, and it was difficult to walk an inch.

"Say, where did you go?"

Song Chu confessed honestly: "You know Hanyin, right? When she heard that I was coming to Shanghai, she took me for an afternoon of shopping, and in the evening she specially hired someone to set up a field for me. You said she had been with me all afternoon, and I was embarrassed to refuse. โ€

Song Yanheng jumped up when he heard this: "I'm embarrassed to refuse others, so you are embarrassed to throw me at home without saying a word?" At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, you have a long time. โ€

The more he talked, the more angry he became, Song Yanheng poked Song Chu's head with his finger, poked the person directly to the bed, and scolded her with a calm face: "Take off your clothes for me, it smells bad and dies!" โ€

Can we not say such things when we are so serious and angry?

Song didn't take it off at the beginning of the year, and it wasn't if he didn't take it off, he looked at Song Yanheng with a sad face, and his voice was soft and pitiful: "Song Yanheng, I ate skewers at noon, and I walked around the street all afternoon, and I was sweating and sticky, can you let me take a shower first?" โ€

The girl had already washed it just now, and this was clearly an excuse.

But the clear and bright eyes, the watery sparkling, and soft like a pool of spring water, Song Yanheng's heart softened in an instant, and he didn't want to teach this disobedient girl a lesson, let alone think that this girl was lying to him, and said coldly: "Go and go back quickly." โ€

Song Chuyi ran to the bathroom with a cigarette in his first hand, his movements were sensitive, how could there be a trace of pitiful feelings? Even Song Yanheng couldn't help but praise this pretend.

There are many old alleys in Shanghai, which are long and cramped, which is the main purpose of the Song Dynasty to come here. She is a literary young man, and she plays with feelings.

What can it feel like to be on a bustling shopping street? Only this kind of alley can match her preference for being secluded at the beginning of the Song Dynasty.

Song Chu chatted with Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan was sad, saying that there are too many travel magazines now, and if they don't have their own characteristics, I'm afraid they will soon be overwhelmed by the market. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, I remembered Song Yanheng's quirks when she traveled.

Speaking of which, it was in the third year of high school at the beginning of the Song Dynasty. The third year of high school is still not clear, stacks of test papers are stuffed into your hands, and when you look up, there are formulas and theorems entwined in the sky. I can't sleep enough, I don't dare to drink saliva, just to save the test paper on the toilet, brush a multiple-choice question.

Song Chu was forced to be mentally depressed, but what she couldn't accept the most was that she had worked so hard, but she actually collapsed when she was in the same place.

So the roll was torn, and Song Chu studied on the night of the paper, and ran out to play with his suitcase. I went to Kaifeng, an ancient city that Song Nianxin had admired for a long time.

When she went, she was in high spirits. When you get on the train, you are confused. There is no airport in Kaifeng, she doesn't want to change routes, and she can't book a plane ticket, so she takes a direct train. As a result, I didn't expect that the smell of the New Year was not gone, and the thieves were also very rampant. Song Chu's wallet was stolen, and there were only a few clothes in his suitcase, a few yuan of change, and no mobile phone.

Society is sinister. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, it can be regarded as an experience. She walked out of the dilapidated train station at five or six o'clock in the morning with her suitcase, and it was very desolate when the cold wind passed. At the beginning of the year, Song Chu took the change and called for help.