It wasn't long before the motorcycle stopped amid a noise.

"An An, it's here."

Hearing this, An An got off the motorcycle, took off her helmet, and instantly a cold wind drilled into her neck, making her shiver.

"I know you must not be wearing a scarf again!" As the words fell, An An only felt a warmth on her neck, and when she turned around, a boy's face broke into sight.

No. 89757: His name is Lin Hao, your best friend, the kind who is always on call.

An An: Warm man?

No. 89757: Well, just warm your kind of cannon fodder!

Ann:......

An An looked up at Lin Hao, only to see him looking back at himself with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

A pair of narrow eyes with tenderness, a bit of freedom between the eyebrows, and a tall and strong figure, which makes people feel very secure.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Lin Hao asked a little strangely, "It can't be that you were moved by me, right?" ”

He bent down, looked at An An at eye level, raised his hand and rubbed her head naturally.

"Less stinky and beautiful!" An An knocked off Lin Hao's hand.

Lin Hao seemed to be used to it, and then stood up straight, "My eldest lady, did you say that your hobbies can't be a little girly?" ”

An An, "Why isn't my hobby a girl?" ”

Lin Hao, "Which girl runs out to watch the car without sleeping in the middle of the night?" ”

An An, "Look, aren't these all girls?" ”

An An raised his hand and pointed casually, Lin Hao subconsciously looked over, and An An took the opportunity to slip away.

When Lin Hao came back to his senses, he found that An An had already blended into the crowd and didn't know where he had gone.

An An shuttled through the noisy crowd, looking for Si Mo's figure.

Although it is late autumn and the style at night is cold, but it can't stop everyone's enthusiasm, An An tucked away his scarf and took out his mobile phone.

The quickest way to find Simo is to call him.

An An glanced at the utility room in a hurry, and didn't see Si Mo's appearance at all, only remembered that he was wearing a black coat, but most of the people here were wearing black clothes, and it was really difficult to distinguish at a glance.

So she made a phone call while observing everyone's reactions.

Finally, in a crowd of girls, An An locked onto the target.

"Si Mo, who do you think will win tonight?"

"Then it must be the person who Sim Mo is optimistic about winning, right?"

"After watching the game in a while, how about I invite everyone to the bar and have an all-nighter?"

"Yes, yes!"

After the girls finished speaking, they set their eyes on Si Mo's body, "Si Mo, then it's so decided~"

I saw the boy holding the mobile phone in his hand that kept vibrating, and pressed the hang up button a little irritably.

After An An confirmed, he put away his phone and walked over, "Simo! ”

The boy turned around at the sound, his frowning brow not yet fully dissolved, and when he saw the person who called him, the wrinkle deepened even deeper.

I saw a handsome face, a pair of deep eye sockets inlaid with a pair of obsidian-like eyes, and there was anger in them.

The lip line is tight and the lower forehead is tight, but it does not affect his handsomeness at all, especially with the dyed yellow hair, which is quite aristocratic.

Although he is indeed a noble son.

"Why are you here?" Simo's tone was impatient with a capital letter.

"The system detects the current environment and starts triggering the selection."

"A, shake hands with Simo."

【Reward, a box of skittles】