Xu Baiqing walked into the bar with a bouquet of roses, and he was handsome and dressed extraordinarily, and immediately received a bunch of eyes.

His eyes searched around, wondering if she would have arrived by this time.

Yu Cheng said that she only made an appointment with the time and place, and did not say whether it would be in which private room, he did privately get Song Chinese New Year's Eve's mobile phone, but only dared to call one, Song Chinese New Year's Eve at first glance soft and weak, but the bones are hard, the mouth is also hard, a little tempered, but cute tight, since she let herself take the initiative to ask for WeChat, it means that she can still coax.

If you make too many calls, you may not be able to coax him.

Xu Baiqing walked in, he didn't see anyone at first, and just wanted to ask the staff for a private room, his eyes were caught.

Sitting at the bar, with orange juice on it...

"Sir?"

"Oh, no, the person I'm looking for is already here."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve should be wearing white clothes, playing red, blue and yellow points of light under the flashing and jumping lights, not dazzling the eyes, a little bit down the side face, the whole person is soft and incredible.

Xu Baiqing had to admit that Song Chinese New Year's Eve inherited Song Ningzhao's beauty, and the style was even more than Song Ningzhao, but because he was still young, he did not have the taste of Song Zhao coming out of the years.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve is a good girl.

It's a pity that between Song Ningzhao and him... There is insurmountable hatred, so some people can only limit themselves to exploiting and being used.

"Chinese New Year's Eve?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve heard the voice and was stunned.

Xu Baiqing sat beside her and handed over the flower in his hand.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve Yu Guang glanced lightly, did not speak, raised his chin, and motioned for him to put it on the bar.

Although he didn't pick it up like last time, Xu Baiqing felt that what he felt was not wrong, and today's Chinese New Year's Eve was indeed a little different, that is, it was softer, and he felt that the thorns were not so sharp.

He felt as if he had stepped into a step.

Of course, what he didn't know was that this step was deliberately retreated by Song Chinese New Year's Eve.

The Deep Forest Bar is not particularly noisy, playing soft rock, pop modern, sometimes post-rock and other pure music, which are specially chosen for Chinese New Year's Eve.

"Didn't you say that you can't send roses between friends?" Song Chinese New Year's Eve's eyes kept falling on the cup that was constantly turning in his hand, orange, and the light that flowed by, drawing out other colors.

Because there is no tone, it seems soft and easy in the atmosphere.

Xu Baiqing smiled, "Chinese New Year's Eve, I didn't think about really being friends with you, oh, I mean, not just being friends." ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve chuckled, and the taste of sarcasm was hidden very deeply, so it sounded more helpless.

"You have a childhood sweetheart, and a fiancée, and I can't be friends, what else can you do? What else do you want to do. ”

Xu Baiqing just wanted to speak.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve said: "Xu Baiqing, I don't do the junior, let alone the junior. ”

Xu Baiqing, I'm not a junior, and neither is my mother.

Xu Baiqing: "I like you." ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve: "Xu Baiqing, do you know what it looks like to like someone?" ”

Xu Baiqing wondered in her heart, is she sad? took the initiative to talk about liking this kind of feeling, so she is not completely indifferent to herself.

He remembered that when he first met, his roommate said that Song Chinese New Year's Eve took the initiative to ask himself, which was probably interesting.

She is actually an eighteen-year-old girl who is easy to be excited, where can she have a high rank.

Thinking of this, Xu Baiqing relaxed in his heart.

"I like it, I like your every move, I can't help but look at it, every word you say, I want to memorize it, I want to see you laugh, I want to see you subconsciously jump into my arms when something happens, I tell you I protect you, and then you can rest assured that you are with me."

This scum is carrying it.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve didn't know if he was too deep into the play, or today in Tong Yiyi and Chen Xia, in Anis Bank, in Qin Weizhou got too many delicate feelings, about others, about mother, about themselves, or sad or happy, feelings full of heart, so I couldn't hold back my feelings.

Now I can't help but agree when I hear so many disgusting words, even if it's not that the words are disgusting, it's the person who said it is disgusting.