Qi Yuan and the four of them were walking out of the e-sports city at the end of the street, and it was time to go home for dinner.

"Brother Yuan, your last one is simply the last one, and you have completely exploded the other party, and my admiration for you is like a surging river." Gu Xiaobei hadn't woken up from the game yet, reminiscing about the last wonderful blow.

"That's because you're too slow to react." Qi Yuan didn't seem to care about anything. I don't care about Gu Xiaobei's "worship".

"Oops, Dongshan, Dongdong, I was so excited and involved in playing just now that I forgot to call the driver in advance, and it's almost half past four now." Ye Ze's little chubby hand grabbed Chen Dongshan's arm, looking anxious.

You must know that today Ms. Qian specially explained that she would go home before 5 o'clock in the evening, and she would pack up for Ye Ze and go to a banquet.

"Ye Ze, hurry up and put down your pig's trotters, I already knew that you would be like this, I already asked my driver to come over half an hour ago, and I won't be late." Chen Dongshan said with a disgusted face.

Really, pull pull and pull like something.

"Dongdong, you are worthy of the man who almost became my fiancé, and our friendship that we grew up wearing a pair of pants is not for nothing." Ye Ze put down Chen Dongshan's sleeves and looked excited.

Gu Xiaobei smiled evilly. Qi Yuan still had a cold expression on his face, and he almost laughed in his heart. Chen Dongshan looked disgusted, and he almost beat his chest and feet, vomiting blood and dying.

Even if Ye Ze is a woman, he will not marry a little chubby girl, and what he likes is the Little Mermaid. Look at the people's forest tea, and then look at Ye Ze, tsk, disgusted.

Chen Dongshan and Ye Ze are young, and the relationship between the two parents is very good, Ms. Qian and Chen Dongshan's mother Ms. Lian were best friends when they were in college, and now the houses of the two families are close, and they can be regarded as neighbors, and the relationship is one level closer.

When Ms. Qian and Ms. Lian were pregnant, the two families said that if it was a man and a woman, they would first decide to marry, but unexpectedly, they were all male babies, just like that, Chen Dongshan and Ye Ze grew up wearing the same pair of pants.

Once Ye Ze was moved by Chen Dongshan's actions, he liked to borrow his former doll relatives to "praise" Chen Dongshan, such as "You are worthy of being the woman who wants to be my fiancée" or "You are worthy of being the man who almost became my fiancé". Chen Dongshan was so helpless to drag such a little fat man to grow up together. However, the face is disgusted, and the feelings are really deep.

The four of them walked out of the e-sports city with a smile and complained to each other all the way.

Chen Dongshan and Ye Ze arrived at the place where they had made an appointment with the driver, and Gu Xiaobei was about to say goodbye to Chen Ye and the others. At first glance, isn't it the little Bodhisattva sitting by the glass window opposite?

"Hey, do you look at the little Bodhisattva I just met at noon today, sitting by the wall opposite, is she crying?"

Several people looked across the road, a little girl sat in the reading area on the first floor of the "Golden House" opposite, through the glass outside, a little girl was wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, and her shoulders shrugged slightly, as if trying to calm her emotions. There is a book on the left hand side, which is quite thick, and you can vaguely see the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" printed on the spine of the book on the opposite side.

"It's my little goddess, she got dressed at noon today, I still remember. Is it that "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" tells some poignant ancient romantic love story that touches the little fairy under the Bodhisattva's seat. The little fairy is too emotional and easy to be impressed. Ye Ze began his nonsensical analysis.

Qi Yuan secretly glanced at him. It's only been a long time, and it's less than half a day, how can the little fool become a little crying bag.