"Feng Ye, what do you want?" Chen Liang lit a cigarette and handed it to the person beside him, seeing that he was not interested, he asked.

"What can he think, except for games, it's a beauty!" Wang Yiding, who is considered a beauty, has a cigarette in his mouth, and looks at it with contempt, a handsome man who is listless on his side.

"Don't say it, Sister Ding guessed right, she is as cool as the snowflakes in the north, bringing endless coolness to this hot weather." Feng Minglang took the cigarette handed by Chen Liang, took a puff and spit out the smoke ring.

said that it was a class reunion, but in fact, it was just a few people with a good relationship, chatting together, and Wang Yiding was interested at this time.

"This, what's the situation, Feng Ye is taking advantage of my busy work and having another sexual encounter?"

After living for twenty-three years, Feng Minglang really felt that meeting Xia Sixue was the most beautiful encounter in his life: "It can be said to be a providential arrangement." ”

"You guy is talking so much, tell us about it." Wang Hai poured himself full of wine, and then poured full wine for Chen Liang and Feng Minglang, and said something that everyone wanted to know.

Feng Minglang was also interested, and was about to tell the story: "That, I just said it." Then he heard the voice of the depressed wind again.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Xia Sixue, who had just come back, walked to Chen Liang's side in a few steps, her tone was steady and relaxed, and she was slightly apologetic.

The curvature of the corners of Feng Minglang's mouth opened behind his ears when he heard the rustling sound accompanied by the air conditioner, and he said unconsciously in it: "Who is this beauty?" ”

"My girlfriend, blame me for not buying a ticket for the New Year, so I brought it back for the New Year." Chen Liang didn't look at Xia Sixue back, but looked at Feng Minglang and explained.

"Brother, what a blessing, you look so energetic!" Feng Minglang praised unabashedly, but the woman he took a fancy to in front of him was thinking in his heart, why did the good cabbage let the pig make offerings?

"Haha, if Master Feng takes a fancy to it, little brother, let it be given to you..."Chen Liang responded in a lazy tone.

Xia Sixue: "......"

She could feel that Chen Liang was disgusted with her, but she didn't think so, she just looked at Feng Minglang on the opposite side and smiled shallowly.

This world is so small, I just met a kind man, and now I am eating at the same table.

"Okay, get to know Feng Minglang, Chen Liang's high school classmate." He pretended not to see it, and the gentleman stretched out his hand, waiting for the other party to hold hands with him.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Xia Sixue." She also pretended not to see it, instinctively raised her arm and held the hand of the person in front of her.

"Where's the people? You won't be born in the north, or in winter! Feng Minglang felt that these hands, as he thought, were soft and smooth, but they were a little colder.

"Yes. So my grandfather, gave me that name. She withdrew her hand and subconsciously touched it, the Buddha beads on her wrist were blushing and heartbeating unconsciously when she thought of the temperature of the person's palm.

"Good name." Feng Minglang nodded frequently, but his long and narrow eyes were looking at Xia Sixue's wrist, the string of polished and smooth Buddhist beads, and the thin tassels hanging down.

No wonder, she has the smell of sandalwood incense, and she believes in Buddhism.

Chen Liang: "......"

glanced at Feng Minglang with slightly raised eyes, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

So he got up and sat beside Feng Minglang, and muttered in a low voice: "What's the matter, Master Feng, you have taken a fancy to my girlfriend!" ”

"W-how is this possible?" Unless he is a fool, he will not admit such a thing.

Chen Liang naturally understood that even if Feng Minglang fell in love with Xia Sixue, he would not say so blatantly: "Then you keep praising her, I thought you fell in love with that dirt girl?" ”

Feng Minglang's expression tightened, and he glanced at the pure girl who bowed her head to eat: "Brother, what do you mean by this?" ”。