Not only is it taller, but it has also matured a lot, and even his eyes have become very calm.

Handsome, handsome, and tall, he pushed open the glass door of the café and walked in, gaining the eyes of countless little girls along the way.

"I have good eyesight, and I can see at a glance that I am ten centimeters taller." After not seeing each other for a year and a half, Yang Heng thought that they would have a strange feeling, but when she smiled at him, he knew that he was wrong.

There is no strangeness, only the joy of reuniting friends.

Song Zhiqiu, who came with him, was about to pull out a chair and sit opposite Ye Jian, when his shoulder was directly pushed by Yang Heng, and he was suddenly pushed to the seat inside.

"Brother, you are crossing the river and demolishing the bridge! Without me, how could you have contacted Ye Jian! Song Zhiqiu, who staggered to sit inside, complained directly to Ye Jian, "Ye Jian, my brother is not kind, you have to stay away from him." ”

"He just returned to China last night, and if my grandmother hadn't stopped him, he would have come to my house in the middle of the night to quarrel with me. Come to my house today to pay New Year's greetings, the first thing I said to me was to let me contact you quickly, and now when I see you, I will push me away, how unkind you say this! ”

said that it was a complaint, but in fact, he wanted to tell Ye Jian how anxious his brother was to see her.

Yang Heng and Ye Jian heard the meaning of the words, and after looking at each other and smiling, Yang Heng patted his cousin's shoulder and sighed: "My relationship with Ye Jian is not the relationship you imagined, I have a girlfriend, don't say something that makes my girlfriend misunderstand." ”

"Song Zhiqiu, you don't have the potential to be a matchmaker." Ye Jian smiled, she misunderstood her relationship with Yang Heng at the beginning of school, and she still misunderstood, "You don't even know that your brother has a girlfriend, and your younger brother is quite a failure." ”

It wasn't until Song Zhiqiu saw the photos in Yang Heng's wallet with his own eyes that he really believed that his cousin had no thoughts about Ye Jianzhen.

Yang Heng, who was drinking coffee, looked at his friend who hadn't seen him for a year and a half, and the smile on his handsome face was deep, he really didn't have any thoughts about Ye Jian from the beginning, because ...... He is self-aware.

Ye Jian said that he had become mature, so why shouldn't she be too.

The high school girl who almost gave him an over-the-shoulder fall in the past is even better than before, faintly revealing the majesty of a soldier, and when she sits, she is not crooked like them, and her back maintains a straight posture as if it is about to rush into the sky.

The temperament of the whole body is even more amazing, even if you are wearing casual clothes, people dare not look at it more, and there is a natural military might.

Although the picturesque eyebrows are clear and cold, the eyebrows are stretched, and it can be seen that she has lived a good life for more than a year. That's right, she was admitted to the school she longed for, and she must have lived like a fish in water with her ability, and this kind of school life will naturally make her feel good.

This is the Ye Jian he knows, a Ye Jian who can shine no matter where he is. Such a Ye Jane, such a girl,...... He still said the same thing, ordinary people can be friends with her, don't think about chasing her.

Otherwise, you will become very unconfident!

"What do you think I'm doing? Don't know me anymore? Ye Jian returned the photo of his girlfriend and quipped: "Don't say that I am not as beautiful as your mixed-race girlfriend, otherwise I will be embarrassed." ”

Yang Heng's girlfriend is a mixed-race beauty, with deep facial features, half of Chinese blood, not only beautiful but also very temperamental, quite recognizable, Song Zhiqiu is still sighing after reading the photo, "Cousin, your girlfriend is so beautiful".