Back in the room, he hurriedly picked up his phone and saw if Shen Yeting had replied to him.

At first glance, he didn't reply to himself at all, and the chat interface still kept his last sentence, no, just one word: 'um'.

Hmph, what's the big deal, I won't reply to you.

Before he first thought of it, he pouted and clicked on the circle of friends.

I saw the dynamics sent by P below.

Uncle Xiao has already left a message.

Uncle Xiao didn't leave many messages, only three hellos: ???

Yan Weichu was playful, and he also left three greetings with the little uncle: ???

Soon, someone deleted the post.

Yan Weichu frowned.

What's going on?

Why did you want to delete this post?

Is it shy, or annoyed that they left a question mark.

When Yan Weichu was thinking so.

Fingers clicked on his profile picture, ready to ask him why he deleted the post.

Who knew that when I saw his blank personality signature, there were words.

[Loving you is what I want to 'do' for the rest of my life! 】

Yan Weichu blinked: "......" was stunned for a second.

Only then did he react with a 'boom'.

Do? He actually added a symbol to the word.

The word was deliberately named.

is a good sentence, so naturally I won't pay attention to this word, but when he marks it with symbols, it is easy for people to reverie.

Yan Weichu is the kind of person who is particularly prone to reverie.

So...... So, she really reverie about the bad place.

OMG！ OM Reddy Gaga!

He's actually, actually, worse than himself.

[Shen Yeting, what do you mean by this? Yan Weichu immediately sent a message and asked.

Shen Yeting seemed to be waiting on the other end of the phone, and quickly replied [literally. 】

Why are quotation marks put in quotation marks? 】

[Mark, have a question?] 】

[It's easy to think in a bad place, you know? 】

What do I know? Shen Yeting deliberately pretended not to know, and the corners of his lips had already hooked up a wicked smile.

There was no one else in the car, and Shen Yeting took off his cold mask. Showing a miserable handsome cheek.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the mobile phone in his hand, his face without the coldness he had before.

[That's it, it's ......] what does this make her say? 】

[I don't understand.] 】

[Shen Yeting, you bastard. 】

[I'll sit on that title another day.] 】

Words are not at the beginning: "......"

[I'm leaving, good night.] 】

Walk? What did you think of at the beginning?

Has he never left?

Three steps and two steps rushed to the window, opened the curtain, and looked down.

Sure enough, I saw that the car was still parked there under the street lamp.

It was his car, and she recognized it at a glance.

It turned out that he hadn't left, and he was sending WeChat messages to her in the car.

This kid is simply ...... Handsome is dead.

My heart was unusually warm, I bit my lip and sent a voice: "Good night, my boy!" ”

"Good night my girl." After Shen Yeting sent this voice, he turned his head slightly sideways and looked from the car window.

He saw a girl standing in front of the window, looking down at his place.

She couldn't see him, but he could see her.

Forgive him for not being able to appear in front of her before taking off his mask.

Thinking of something, he squinted, turned his head, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.

Yan Weichu watched the car disappear from his sight, so he reluctantly put down his phone and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The moment the car drove out, Shen Yeting dialed the phone that had been silent for a long time.