Lincheng International

Song Zhiqian received a call from He Yan early in the morning, and drove over with the head of the chicken nest.

Bang!

Song Zhiqian boldly kicked the door.

The familiar sweet and greasy taste was so ripe that Song Zhiqian wanted to grab a handful of paste on He Yan's face, making him and forget it.

He took a deep breath, walked into the room, and locked the door.

went inside, and sure enough, I saw He Yan's "corpse" on the bed.

The originally tall man took off his coat, and there was only a white shirt with an unbuttoned neckline on his upper body, and the whole person was trapped in the quilt, looking a little thin.

Song Zhiqian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Die...... Not? ”

He Yan's lips trembled, "No." ”

Song Zhiqian breathed a sigh of relief, his tense nerves eased, and he fell straight in the direction of the bed.

He happened to fall beside He Yan, his eyes were certain, and he caught a glimpse of He Yan's hair.

"!!"

He Yan frowned, and wanted to cover his ears, but he didn't have the strength.

"When the hell did you wash your hair back?! You went out with this white hair? Met someone?!! ”

Song Zhiqian almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood, holding He Yan and swaying vigorously, he was about to be shaken to death by him if he was fine.

He Yan breathed hard and stretched out his hand towards the ceiling, "No one should have seen me......"

"What do you mean by should?" Song Zhiqian stopped.

He Yan closed his eyes and tilted his head, "There is equipment." ”

"Huh?" Song Zhiqian blinked and looked in the direction of his tilted head.

On the small tablet at the head of the bed, there is a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a large bottle of gel water.

"Don't tell me that you are going to do c.ospla.y at such a risk." Song Zhiqian looked at He Yan beside him coldly.

He Yan opened his eyes and rubbed his temples weakly, "I hope my role as a c.os is not too ugly." ”

Song Zhiqian: "......"

"Why have you been doing this problem so hard lately?"

"There's something wrong with your medicine."

"Fart!!" Song Zhiqian immediately retorted.

He was about to pull He Yan up and nag for a good time, when there was a sudden movement outside the window.

He Yan's room was shady, and the windows were full of trees, and it was gloomy without sunlight.

"Did you mess with the ghost?" Song Zhiqian threw away He Yan.

He Yan didn't need to look at it to know what the situation was, and spoke with irritability: "Well, difficult little ghost." ”

Outside the window

A head with weeds on top of it slowly moved upwards, revealing a faint little chubby face.

Song Zhiqian: "......"

He Zichen glanced down at the artificial lift, "Steady." ”

The maid standing in the chair blushed, "Yes——! ”

"Are you discussing something about your little mother?" He Zichen pulled the window and looked at the two people on the bed with a calm face.

Song Zhiqian pushed He Yan away without sympathy, walked to the window and stopped, "You haven't given up yet?" ”

"It's not easy to find a wife for He Yan, it's hard to find such a suitable one." Pan Tao pulled the window and tried to climb indoors, standing on the servant's shoulder was too much of a test of skill.

He Yan had an abnormal headache, but he still had to correct the language error, "My wife, you should be called Auntie!" ”

Pan Tao held the window, and the two little short legs had been detached from the meat pad, kicking in the air without going up and down.

His face turned red, and he was about to squeeze out his voice, "Auntie, no...... Mommy...... Cordial! ”

Bang!

He Zichen successfully landed with his face, and the room was quiet.

Song Zhiqian took a step back and gave the little guy enough space to land.

He frowned, looked at the ground, and then turned his head to look behind him.

"According to this way of playing, your He family should not be far from the cut off of incense."

……

***

Sang Zi drove a big motorcycle to school, earning enough attention along the way, rumbling to break the quiet of the campus in the early morning.

Someone took a video of her pressing the bend at the turn, posted it to the school net, and it exploded again in an instant.

"The global limited edition, the group of people who said I was poor and sour came out and was beaten!"

"Oh my God, the bend is too handsome/drooling/"

"Blatantly racing on campus, waiting for the second notice of criticism. /spit/"

"Is there a sick upstairs, staring at Sang Zi and scolding, jealous?"

……

Sang Zi parked the car and just received a message from Li Qian.

- Sangsang, I've bought you breakfast, come on~~

Sang Zi pouted, thinking that this little girl was so cute, and went in the direction of the classroom in a beautiful mood.

With Sang Huaiting's money, she plans to be a good student in the near future.

Passing through yesterday's corridor, Sang Zi glanced at his eyes and swept to the figure at the staircase.

Confession again?

"I've already said I'm breaking up, don't you understand?"

The boy's voice was full of impatience, and he was going to leave after speaking.

Sang Zi peeked generously, and it turned out to be Qin Ziji.

"Is it because of that mulberry! Because she's better looking than me, you're going to change girlfriends again! The girl cried hoarsely, as if she was about to die without the person in front of her.

When Sang Zi heard her name, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and while the two were fighting, she turned around and took a picture of the commemorative mirror beside her.

Today is also a day full of beauty.

She was indulged in her appearance, and she didn't notice that the quarrel inside was over, so she turned around and looked at Qin Zijie coldly.

"Sang Zi?"

Qin Ziji's eyes were pleasantly surprised, and all the irritability that he had just thrown away from the girl disappeared.

Sang Zi put one hand in his pocket and looked behind him, "Divided?" ”

Qin Zijian was frank and spread his hands, "It's divided." ”

Look, high-ranking Sea King.

Sang Zi was about to sigh when a scream came from around the corner.

The girl just now couldn't see Qin Ziji's kind face to Sang Zi, so she had convulsions on the spot.

Qin Ziji snorted his back molars, looked at Sang Zi and said, "Don't pay attention to her, insatiable woman." ”

Sang Zi smacked his lips, "Brother, you are a scumbag." ”

"She followed me for half a month and took away at least 200,000 pocket money from me, not counting clothes and bags." Qin Ziji's expression was leisurely, he turned around to look at the girl standing in the corner crying with makeup, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I still feel a little bit of a loss now." ”

Sang Zi: "......"

Yes, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

She clapped her hands and walked past Qin Ziji, intending to go upstairs.

"Sangsang?" Qin Ziwei suddenly stopped her.

Sang Zi turned around, "What are you doing?" ”

Lately, anyone can really call her by her nickname, hell.

Qin Ziji tugged at the corners of his lips, walked up to her, and lowered his voice, "You are better looking than Sang Yu." ”

Sang Zi smiled, reached out and rubbed his head, "Good, the vision is good, keep it up." ”

With that, he put his hand away and turned to leave.

Qin Ziwei looked at her back, touched the top of her head in a daze, and suddenly laughed.

"Sang Zi, I'll chase you!"

He was too loud, and through the corridor, it is estimated that many people upstairs heard it.

Sang Zi walked to the second floor, rolled his eyes, and ignored him.

As soon as he looked up, he met Lu Yijun on the stairs.

Sang Zi frowned, Jingda is obviously quite big, why do you always encounter these criticisms.