Song Shinian rubbed in front of the big guy and smiled dog-legged.

But he complained frantically in his heart: dog man.

Just now, he actually murdered himself for Gu Mingxi, and he also protected Gu Mingxi vigorously.

I can see your face clearly.

Look at me and I'm still so good-natured to you, and ask myself if you're worthy?

You don't deserve it.

Cherish the present, when I can go home in the future, I will definitely dump you when I run out, and I won't leave an extra second.

If you really can't go home, then wait for you to die young, take the huge inheritance you left behind and raise countless handsome and sticky little fresh meat, so that you will become a sad Pacific Ocean.

After scolding for a while, Song Shinian was in a good mood, she looked up at Yan Yu with a small face: "It's such a coincidence that the big guy is here too, we really have a fate~"

Yan Yu held his forehead, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into an undisciplined puppy leg again.

Although he is very relieved in this state, he just looks at it and fakes, especially it is very different from the previous appearance.

He intuitively felt that the sharp and decisive back was what he really looked like at that time.

Yan Yu gathered the complexity in his heart, and hummed with a straight face: "It's fate, I just received your message, and you appeared." ”

Song Shinian was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he was stunned: "......"

Heaven is going to kill me.

She remembered that she couldn't get angry before, and sent several vicious messages to Yan Yu in a row.

Let's be sisters......

Song Shinian was a person who had never learned acting, and his acting skills suddenly surged.

"What's the message?"

Song Shinian looked surprised, she pretended to take out her mobile phone and looked at it, and then said bitterly to Sang Rou, who had just followed: "Sang Rou, how can you use my mobile phone to send messages?" ”

After speaking, he looked at Yan Yu with a resentful and sad face: "It's all my fault for being sad, saying that you still don't want to add me as a friend, Sang Rou may want to fight for me." ”

Sang Rou, who suddenly took the blame: "......"

Yan Yu, who was suddenly speechless: "......"

The very innocent Shi Nian blinked his eyes, looking at the big guy weakly and helplessly.

"Poof—"

A broken laugh interrupted the strange silence at this time, and Gu Mingzhen stared at Shi Nian with admiration: "It turned out to be the ...... you sent it."

His words were held back cowardly under Yan Yu's gaze with a dark face.

Gu Mingxi, who was ignored on the side, saw her and greeted her gently: "Miss Shi." ”

'It's coming, it's coming. ’

Song Shinian's eyes rolled: "Miss Gu." ”

She didn't care about it on her face, but she stared at Gu Mingxi defensively in her heart, observing her surroundings.

Just when the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a shadow passing by his side, he heard Gu Mingxi speak again: "Be careful." ”

Sure enough, it was still the case.

The countermeasures have been thought of for a long time.

She was about to pull out when Gu Mingxi was about to push her and Tang Xiaonuo was about to drop the wine glass, so that Gu Mingxi and Tang Xiaonuo collided together.

Song Shinian pretended to be surprised and looked at Gu Mingxi, but his body was stable.

Seeing Gu Mingxi's hand stretched out towards her, and when the tray Tang Xiaonuo was holding behind her was about to topple, she was about to take a step back when her body was suddenly vigorously lifted away-

What？

What the heck?

Song Shinian was startled, and was about to see what was going on, when suddenly-

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The familiar sound of shattering and heavy objects falling to the ground sounded again.

The farce still happened, but the protagonist was changed.

She blinked, looking at Gu Mingxi holding her chest and the dress stained by wine stains, her face pale;

looked at Tang Xiaonuo, who had fallen on all fours, lying on the ground in embarrassment, his face was blue;

In the end, Song Shinian turned around, looked at Yan Yu who had just taken his hand away, and fell into deep thought.