"Damn, isn't it, it's really Demon Chen!" Song Mingzhe confirmed again, his eyes widened, staring at the beautiful woman in front of him, and exclaimed.

Demon Chen glanced at the uninvited guest who arrived, and wanted to say something, but suddenly, she felt that it didn't matter anymore, opened her mouth, and still didn't say anything.

"Be quiet." He Sheng glanced at Demon Chen worriedly, then glared at Song Mingzhe and said.

Song Mingzhe didn't do anything wrong, but he was suddenly yelled at by He Sheng, and he was a little aggrieved.

"Hey, no, what the hell is going on?" Song Mingzhe scratched his head and asked, and also withdrew his gaze from staring at Demon Chen.

"Ahem, Sister Demon is our friend, let's sit at our house for a while, she needs to rest now, don't disturb her."

He Sheng seemed to feel that his tone was too impulsive just now, he cleared his throat and softened his tone a little and said.

"That's ......" Song Mingzhe nodded, indicating that he accepted, but in fact, he didn't expect He Sheng to have such a network.

Gu Bei seemed to sense that there was something wrong with Demon Chen's state, he frowned, turned around and helped Demon Chen who was sitting on the side.

"Demon, I'll make you a cup of coffee." Gu Bei said.

Hearing the word "coffee", Chen Youyou's eyes lit up, yes, she originally chose to be an artist in order to maintain the livelihood of the coffee shop.

Now that she has earned enough money to make a living in the coffee shop, even if this kind of thing happens now, shouldn't it be a sign that she wants to focus on the coffee shop?

He Sheng looked at the two people in front of him, he felt that Gu Bei was a key point in healing Demon Chen's heart, so he didn't want to disturb the two people in front of him.

Gu Bei finally brewed the coffee, and in an instant, the strong smell of coffee permeated the entire room, smelling this smell, Chen Youyou felt a lot more relieved.

Chen Youyou sighed, picked up the porcelain mug with his white fingers, and put it to the tip of his nose to sniff lightly.

Gu Bei doesn't often drink coffee at home, so he didn't prepare a cup, just used a mug, even so, the cup must have been warmed in advance.

Because of the cup that has been warmed in advance, the aroma of the coffee will be more intense and more durable.

Chen Youyou took a sip of the cup, and the bitter coffee lingered on the tip of her tongue, making her frown.

Maybe it's because I haven't drunk coffee for too long, this cup of espresso directly awakened the taste buds of Chen Youyou, bitter, too bitter......

Looking at the situation of Gu Bei and Demon Chen, He Sheng decided not to disturb them anymore, and he dragged Song Mingzhe upstairs.

Song Mingzhe originally wanted to take a few more glances at Demon Chen, after all, this was the first time he had seen a star, and before he could take a few more looks, he was dragged upstairs by He Sheng.

"I'll rub, why are you doing, let me take a few more looks, hey! That's a demon Chen, a living star. ”

Song Mingzhe shouted loudly, wanting He Sheng to let go of himself, but what to do, He Sheng's hands were so tightly grasped that it was to no avail.

"Don't you know how to look at the atmosphere? Let's go. He Sheng didn't want to talk nonsense, he saw that Song Mingzhe still didn't have any intention of leaving, and he felt that it was really troublesome to drag him like this.

So He Sheng sighed, lifted Song Mingzhe's whole person with both hands, and ran upstairs to his room.

Song Mingzhe felt that he was too faceless, he was a big boy, and he was actually lifted upstairs directly by He Sheng.

Looking at the clean furnishings around him, Song Mingzhe felt that there was a panic in front of him, this room was too clean no matter how much it was said, only some beds, and necessary facilities.

"This is your room?" Song Mingzhe sat on He Sheng's bed very casually, not caring at all that he had played basketball just now.

"Hmm." Although He Sheng dislikes Song Mingzhe a little now, he doesn't plan to kick him out of his room.

He Sheng estimated that if he drove Song Mingzhe out, he would run in the direction of Demon Chen again.

So now, even if his bed is dirty, it doesn't matter, He Sheng decided to endure it first.

But Song Mingzhe's next sentence made He Sheng unbearable.

"I thought your brother was so rich, how good it was to you, it doesn't seem to be good to you."

Song Mingzhe patted the bed under his buttocks and said, this bed is really hard, and it is hard to sit on it, let alone sleep on it.

Song Mingzhe couldn't imagine how He Sheng usually slept here, he stayed in this room since he was a child, and he didn't panic?

"Why do you talk so much?" He Sheng is a little angry now, but I have to say that when he stays with Song Mingzhe, he is relatively relaxed.

Song Mingzhe already talked a lot, and when he stayed next to him, He Sheng always felt that there were endless topics to talk about, so he naturally wouldn't feel bored and bored.

At this time, He Sheng had already taken out a book from the cabinet next to him to read, and he had basically read all the books in Gu Bei's study, so he usually went to the bookstore to borrow one or two books to read.

What He Sheng is reading now is "I Am a Cat" by Japanese writer Natsume Soseki, this book is the first time he has read it I don't know how many times, and he never gets tired of reading it.

Occasionally, I am flipping through it, flipping through it, and after reading it for a long time, I can still find new places in the book, which can't help but make people admire the author.

"You really are, we haven't seen each other for a long time, you don't talk to me, just look at your broken books."

Song Mingzhe put his hands on his cheeks, looked at He Sheng with a resentful look, half a sound, saw that He Sheng ignored him, and casually took away the book in He Sheng's hand.

"Tsk." He Sheng, who was really interested, felt that the book in his hand had been taken away by someone, and snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Good friends exchange feelings, you should watch more interesting things, let's watch a movie together."

Song Mingzhe said to He Sheng with a smile, I don't know where I took out what tape, and stuffed it into the disc player.

He Sheng really doesn't have anything to do now, and he has read that book many times, so it seems that it is not bad to accompany Song Mingzhe to watch the movie like this.

So He Sheng compromised.

"Be quieter, I'm afraid of disturbing my brother downstairs." He Sheng said to Song Mingzhe, who was holding the remote control with great interest.

"Got it, got it." Song Mingzhe felt that He Sheng was really verbose, saying that there was such a large distance between the upstairs and the downstairs, how could the sound be transmitted over?

Even if you turn on the sound to 100%, it may not be able to reach downstairs, right?