"Where are you?" Song Canran's face was a little dry.

"What, really check the post?" Huo Zizhao's nice voice came from the other side of the airwaves, and then suddenly reacted: "No, why did you call Fu Er to find me?" ”

Fu Bin was a spirit, lying in a groove, only caring about gossip and forgetting about this stubble.

Thinking of the painful experience of seeing Song Canran for the first time, he secretly poked and shrank into the pile, and picked up a wine bottle to cover himself.

"Didn't you say we have a soul?" She smiled and asked, "Spend time drinking?" I guess, is there a girl next to it? ”

"Yes."

She listened as a joke and continued to ask, "Are you pretty?" ”

"Pretty."

Well, she doesn't like this answer very much, praising other girls for being beautiful in front of her?

"Oh?"

The volume was slightly raised, expressing her dissatisfaction, and before the words fell, she heard a few words in her ears.

"Not as pretty as you."

A few simple words, she has a feeling of being provoked.

"Are you drinking?" She curled the corners of her lips and sat down on the bed: "Be careful of what you mess up after drinking." ”

"I wanted to mess with something, but unfortunately you weren't here."

"I hate it, I won't tell you, it's not serious." Her face was a little red, and there was a lot of noise over there, what if someone heard her.

"Isn't that serious? It's a low standard," a man's low laugh ran down the current, as if exhaling in her ear: "I haven't done anything yet......"

He paused deliberately: "Just like the previous nights." ”

"Don't say it, I hate it, I'm hanging."

Since they were playing, it was inconvenient for Song Cangran to talk to Fu Chen about anything, so he reached out and pinched the phone, but his sultry laughter seemed to be echoing in his ears.

She collapsed on the bed and buried her face in the pillow.

There seemed to be his breath still on it, she sniffed hard, thought about it and touched the phone again, and her fingertips crackled and typed a line of words.

"Don't look at pretty girls."

There was no response on the other side of the phone, and she added a few more words.

"It's not as beautiful as me."

Through the airwaves, someone gently raised the corners of their lips.

Fu Chen was waiting for someone to go crazy in fear, but when he saw him staring at the phone in a daze, the corners of his mouth showed a very coquettish smile, and his curiosity was aroused again.

He crept over, intending to take a desperate look.

Before they could get closer, someone turned their face alertly.

"What?"

"My phone." He stared at his hand itchingly.

Huo Zizhao remembered and threw the mobile phone he was holding in his other hand.

Didn't say anything, and looked like he's in a good mood?

Fu Chen looked at him in disbelief, it turned out that this was the power of love!

It's really silly and sweet.

At this time, Chen Manzhen sat in front of Song Huijuan with a sad brow, and the latter asked strangely: "Mom, why did you come here so late, is there something wrong?" ”

"Don't mention it," Chen Manzhen rubbed the corners of her forehead: "I was just beaten by your aunt and grandmother, and now my brain hurts." ”

Chen Yun?

Song Huijuan raised her eyebrows: "What is it for this time?" ”

"It's not that wild girl yet!" Chen Manzhen said the morning's events with added vinegar, and said angrily: "What's the origin of that dead girl, Chen Yun spoke for her three times and twice, and she came over to support her at the last marriage banquet." ”

Song Huijuan also frowned.

However, she cares more about Huo Zizhao.

"You said that it was the little white face next to the girl who sued, and my aunt asked you to come over?"

"That's him! Hmph, a little white face, I don't know how to know Chen Yun, I must have used some unsavory means. ”