“Fuck!”

Fu Lai's game skills are particularly scumbag, and in a few minutes, he was killed N times in seconds.

Pu Yinqi couldn't look at it, so he boarded the trumpet to take her.

The two had a great time.

Ruan Cen remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, so he turned around and went to the restaurant.

The noodles on the table were already cold, and she suddenly didn't want to eat them, so she brought them into the kitchen to deal with them.

When I went out again, there were two more uninvited guests in the living room.

One man and one woman.

The man's white T-shirt and black pants, the brim of the cap is pressed very low, the mask is half off, and half of his face is exposed, and he is properly handsome.

Who is it if it's not Pu Xinyi?

His bony fingers were still hooking the hanging ring of the mask, as if he was pausing slightly because he saw Ruan Cen.

The woman also wears a white T-shirt with denim shorts underneath, and her legs are exposed to the air, slender and shapely. She has long hair tied into a ponytail, a bright smile on her face, and looks like a college student, full of youth and beauty.

Nguyen Cen remembered her, the girl in the field racetrack.

Before she could react, she heard the girl shout, "Sister Cen Cen." ”

Before the words fell, the man had already run to Ruan Cen's side, and took her arm familiarly, with a smile on his face.

"My name is Pu Zhihan, you can call me Zhihan, or you can call me Hanhan. Can I call you Sister Cen Cen? ”

It was an inquiry, but there was a tone of request, and there was a deep expectation in her eyes.

"Yes." Ruan Cen Ying.

"Thank you, Sister Cen Cen~" Pu Zhihan smiled contentedly, shook her hand, and pulled her to the sofa to sit down.

"Good morning." Pu Xinyi had already taken off his cap and mask and sat down beside her.

"Early." Ruan Cen's tone was light, thinking of something, he raised his wrist to look at his watch, and turned his eyes to look at him, "Why didn't you return to the crew?" ”

Yesterday he was dissatisfied, so she specially asked the director to cancel the fake, but who knew that he didn't go to the film and television city.

"Didn't you give me a week off?" Pu Xinyi smiled, his peach eyes were shining, and his tone was relaxed: "Today is only the second day of the holiday." ”

Ruan Cen frowned slightly.

Pu Zhihan pulled down her arm, "Sister Cen Cen, Seventh Brother is really hard filming, you just let him rest for a few days." ”

Those big eyes were shining, and they were full of innocence that had never been seen before.

Ruan Cen's thin lips opened lightly: "Don't take it as an example." ”

"Roger!" Pu Xin replied very cooperatively.

His behavior was too exaggerated, and it contained too many performance colors, Ruan Cen ignored it and picked up the magazine on the coffee table to read.

"Sister Cen Cen, are you going to work today?" Pu Zhihan asked suddenly.

Ruan Cen flipped through the pages of the magazine and nodded.

Today, Wednesday, of course, you have to go to work on a weekday.

Moreover, as a broker, I work 24 hours a day, 365 days a year.

Pu Zhihan was disappointed, "Sister Cen Cen, I still want to take you to play racing......"

Fu Lai's ears were sharp, his eyes lit up, and he immediately withdrew from the game, "Racing? Yes, yes! Let's go together! ”

"I'll go to the office at half past eight." Ruan Cen glanced up at her.

Fu Lai seconds, "Okay, then I'll wait for you to take me to the imperial capital on weekends, oh no, I'm tired of playing here, you have time to take me to Licheng." ”

After saying that, she logged into the game again and pushed Pu Yinqi, "Let's continue!" ”

Pu Zhihan is still immersed in loss.

Pu Xinyi looked at Ruan Cen, his eyes seemed to flash, and he asked for a long time: "Are you from Licheng?" ”

Ruan Cen was stunned for half a second and denied: "No." ”

She didn't admit it, but he was sure.

Although she has not been able to find her information, it can be guessed from Fu Lai's words that she is also from Licheng.

Fu Lai had a lot of fun playing the game, but he also heard the conversation, and realized that he might have said the wrong thing, so he urged: "A-cen, it's not early, you should go to the company." ”