Song Yao lay on the fence and tilted his head to look at Du Jingchen, Du Jingchen frowned slightly and looked straight ahead, not wanting to pay attention to his appearance, but since he didn't deny it, it should be true.

"You can be regarded as a lewd Xie, just tell your aunt, Tang Dragonyu, she just ate your soft persimmon."

I thought that Song Yao would take this matter and laugh dimly, but I didn't expect that in the next second, he would be serious.

"Don't ......" is too humiliating.

Moreover, this is not good for Tang Dragonyu's reputation.

"Alas......" Song Yao sighed, glanced at him helplessly, and looked at the starry sky in the distance with him.

Du Jingchen still wants to save face, and this can't be changed. However, if it is changed, it may not be Du Jingchen.

Song Yao turned around and went to the back room, and when he came out again, he had a lit cigarette in his mouth, "Then what are you going to do?" Doing nothing, waiting for her to go back, pretending that nothing happened? ”

"Hmm."

"......" Du Jingchen's word is really inexplicably firm.

Song Yao took a deep breath, the fire on the cigarette head became brighter and brighter, and after he slowly exhaled the green smoke, he saw that the cigarette was already half missing.

"Okay, since you've thought it all through, then don't bother, come and play games."

So, in the middle of the night, the two began to stay up late to play League of Legends again.

In the room, two people in front of two computers, one expressionless, the other swearing.

"Damn! Not dead! ”

"My day, let's hang up!"

…

"Hahaha, it's all scum!"

"Daddy taught them how to behave!"

…

Just after 12 o'clock.

Du Jingchen's mobile phone QQ prompt suddenly rang non-stop, but the game had just entered the white-hot stage, and the two of them didn't bother.

Finally, Song Yao picked up the head, and then handed over the mobile phone that Du Jingchen put on the table, "Take it and break the network, and the noise is dead." ”

Du Jingchen took advantage of his presence at the base, took his mobile phone, clicked in, and was about to disconnect the network.

Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and my heart was happy, it was a message from Chen Yue: Du Jingchen, happy 17th birthday!

When you are young, you are always good at finding common ground with the people you like.

For example, Chen Yue, I always feel that her birthday is the second day of July, and Du Jingchen's birthday is the penultimate day of July, which are rare fates for her.

At this point, Du Jingchen also thought about it, but he never showed it.

"Laughing at what?" Song Yao noticed the shallow smile on the corner of Du Jingchen's mouth, and seemed to think of something in his heart.

As if he hadn't heard his words, Du Jingchen replied two words to Chen Yue: Thank you.

Then he disconnected from the internet and continued to integrate into the game.

But Song Yao began to be a little absent-minded, in fact, it was not difficult to guess that Du Jingchen had seen Chen Yue's news, so Song Yao didn't ask him anything again.

After this game, the two went to eat cake.

Adhering to the traditional virtues of diligence and thrift, in the evening, accompanied by Du Jingchen, Song Yao was no longer allowed to buy another 16-inch big cake, but bought a six-inch small cake instead.

In fact, Du Jingchen doesn't eat cake, it's just a six-inch one, and Song Yao can't eat it alone. But Song Yao felt that it was time to go through the form, so he stubbornly bought it.

Song Yao took advantage of Du Jingchen's closed eyes to make a wish, secretly took several photos, and then secretly sent them to Chen Yue.

She must be very happy to see these photos.

After sending it, he frowned and threw his phone aside.

shouldn't be so fake, he doesn't want her to be happy because of others at all.

The bottom is used to being this kind of fake good person, and he himself has spit on such a self.

This night, nominally, Song Yao accompanied Du Jingchen to celebrate his birthday, but in fact, Du Jingchen should accompany Song Yao to play games all night.

The two slept until noon before opening their eyes, Song Yao touched his mobile phone and saw Chen Yue reply at night: Big brother, thank you!

The corners of Song Yao's mouth hooked a good-looking arc, he was too easy to understand her joys, sorrows and sorrows from Chen Yue's words, which was not good, because he would be happy and sad with her joys and sorrows.