Near noon, Tang Chi put on his backpack, put on a black down jacket, wore a pair of dark fleece tight pants, stepped on ankle-length beige wool boots, put on the scarf that Gu Linzheng's mother bought for him, draped shoulder-length hair, and left the school fully armed.

This is a god costume with a warmth index MAX.

After all, the post-90s generation is old, and the fragile small body can't withstand the wind and rain.

Tang Chi's gaze swept over a young lady wearing a short black skirt at the school gate and showing her legs in winter, and a trace of admiration for the warrior flashed in her eyes.

It's a world she's never been able to figure out, and maybe these people are born with anti-demon attributes - very frost-resistant.

***

When he arrived at the place agreed with Fang Cangmao, Tang Chi just pinched the time and only arrived one minute early.

And she saw Fang Cangmao at a glance from the outside.

This is a simple small restaurant, it is not surprising, it is about the time-honored brand that exists in the imperial capital, Fang Cangmao also has an attribute, he can always dig out enough delicious restaurants from the streets and alleys, and Tang Chi trusts this very much.

The restaurant is not surprisingly decorated, but it is simple and warm, and there is a little girl lying there at the table near the kitchen, intently writing her homework.

As soon as Tang Chi entered, he smelled a burst of fresh fragrance, and the greedy people drooled.

At noon, there were not many people, sitting at two or three tables, and Fang Cangmao sat there alone, wearing a heavy down jacket, wrapped from head to toe.

With a pair of glasses, Svenven.

After all, he is an elderly man in his thirties, and he is less frost-resistant than Tang Chi.

If I remember correctly, Fang Cangmao should have had myopia correction surgery soon, so Tang Chi hadn't seen Fang Cangmao with glasses for a long time, and he almost didn't recognize it.

Fang Cangmao didn't know what her identity was, it stands to reason that she should find a high-end place when they meet, but Fang Cangmao was not happy.

The other party threatened him with losing mahjong money, which was really shameless!

When Tang Chi entered the room, he also glanced at him.

The little girl looks like a college student, dressed very simply, well, at least not like the kind of girl who pursues fashion to the extreme, the whole body is very warm, the goose egg face with a ring around the neck is only the size of a palm, a pair of eyes are exceptionally bright, and the face is full of well-behaved and honest atmosphere, at first glance, it is the kind of good child that the elders particularly like.

Then Fang Cangmao withdrew his gaze again.

Although she is a good-looking little girl, she is not so amazing that people will never forget.

Who knew that this little girl would come straight to herself.

"Old ...... Fang Cangmao, hello. ”

She subconsciously made a sound, as if she had been bitten by something, but stopped in time and called out his name directly.

Fang Cangmao was stunned.

He put his eyes on Tang Chi again, and saw her show a harmless smile: "I'm the one who didn't return for a long time, and sent you a private message on Weibo." ”

Fang Cangmao should be shocked.

After all, he didn't expect the other party to be a girl at all, and he still looked so well-behaved!

He'd never seen a girl of this type fight, it was like a joke.

But more than shock, there is anger.

Fang Cangmao exhaled slowly: "You call me by name, and add an old one in front, what does it mean?!" Am I getting old enough? Even if you are eighteen, I can only afford to be your brother! ”

He was only thirty-five!!

Tang Chi: ......

At that time, I wanted to call Lao Fang, but I didn't change it for a while......