Early the next morning, Song Zhan opened the game warehouse and rubbed his cheeks unconsciously.

He and the dragon knight Ye Chen fought all night, to be precise, he was beaten all night, until this morning.

Jumping down and moving his body twice, Song Zhan acted quickly, He still has something to do today.

In the afternoon, downstairs in the apartment.

A brand-new luxury car was parked on the side of the road, and Song Zhan sat in the car, glancing at the time from time to time.

He had been waiting for more than ten minutes, and he said that he would come down immediately, but he still hadn't seen anyone.

Forget it, it's time to rest.

Song Zhan leaned back in his chair and waited quietly.

"Tuk Tuk!"

Song Zhan turned his head at the sound and saw Qian Siwen standing next to the car.

It's finally here.

"I'll keep you waiting, master."

Qian Siwen sat in the co-pilot, looked at Song Zhan slightly apologetically and said.

Today she wore a pink dress, the hem of the skirt was just below the knee, and when she sat down at this time, a pair of snow-white and delicate long legs were completely displayed in Song Zhan's eyes.

White dazzling!

Qian Siwen took off his sunhat and showed a big smile at Song Zhan.

Song Zhan was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and said, "It's okay, you have such rights." ”

"Hehe, I didn't see it, the big master is quite good at coaxing girls," Qian Siwen folded his legs, as if on purpose.

"Sit down, let's go."

Song Zhan said and started the car.

"Big master, where are we going......"

......

An elegant dining room.

Song Zhan sat on the chair in prostration, and Qian Siwen sat on the side, ticking the menu on it.

It was about two o'clock in the afternoon when they went out, and it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

From arriving at the mall, he grabbed dolls, visited clothing stores, visited jewelry stores, watched movies, bought clothes for Song Zhan, and bought a few sets of clothes for Qian Siwen.

That's what happened in just five hours!

Song Zhan thought about it carefully, and still felt incredible.

Even a big man like him can't raise any strength at all now, how can a girl who looks soft and weak still be full of energy after fighting for five hours.

"What more do you want to order?" Qian Siwen handed the menu to Song Zhan and asked softly.

Song Zhan glanced at it and immediately shouted: "Handsome guy, just these dishes, hurry up!" ”

"Okay, please wait."

The waiter took the menu away and left quickly.

"Tired?"

Qian Siwen approached Song Zhan's side and asked.

"Okay." Song Zhan glanced at the clothes bag stacked with two chairs around him and shook his head.

Looking at Song Zhan's weak appearance, Qian Siwen took Song Zhan's right hand and slowly squeezed it.

Feeling the soft touch coming from his arm, Song Zhan's fingers flicked twice and he was about to take it away, but he was finally pressed on his knee by Qian Siwen.

Two tender little hands gently rubbed on Song Zhan's powerful arm, Song Zhan squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked upward.

If you can, it's good to keep pinching like this.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for the steaming meal to be served.

For the first time, Song Zhan felt that the restaurant was serving food too quickly.

Qian Siwen sat back in his place, the two glanced at each other, and then ate.

Maybe it's because the consumption is too big, maybe it's because this restaurant tastes really good, in short, Song Zhan and Qian Siwen have a lot of fun.

After the waiter at the restaurant returned to the car with all the newly bought clothes and other things, and returned with the car keys, the two walked out of the restaurant.

"This restaurant tastes good, I can come back a few more times."

Song Zhan and Qian Siwen walked side by side in the mall, and Song Zhan gave an after-dinner speech.

Qian Siwen nodded in agreement, and was about to say something, when a little girl about eight or nine years old next to him came to Song Zhan's side with a handful of bright roses.

"Big brother, big brother, buy a bouquet of flowers for your girlfriend, you see how good this flower is with your beautiful sister."

Looking at the little girl's flickering big eyes, Qian Siwenqiao's face turned red, leaned over slightly and said, "Little sister, can you say this time..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard Song Zhan's inquiry: "How much is a bunch?" ”

Qian Siwen looked at Song Zhan in surprise, and in the face of her gaze, Song Zhan still looked at the little girl calmly.

As soon as she heard Song Zhan say this, the little girl immediately said loudly: "Only fifty credits." ”

"I bought it."

Song Zhan paid the money happily and watched the little girl jump up and down and take the money and walk away.

Only then did he hand the roses to Qian Siwen, and said with a smile: "Hey, the little girls say that they want to give it to their beautiful sister, and the vision is really good." ”

Qian Siwen was a little at a loss at this time, his cheeks were crimson, and he looked at the bouquet of roses in Song Zhan's hand fixedly.

"Don't you like it, then you have to throw it away."

Seeing that Qian Siwen had been blushing and didn't answer, Song Zhan said with some disappointment.

"Hey, what are you throwing it away?"

As soon as he heard Song Zhan's words, Qian Siwen reached out and snatched the bouquet of roses, held it in his arms, and glared at Song Zhan with a crimson face.

"It's not like that's how money is wasted."

"Yes, yes, pretty sister is right."

Song Zhan saw Qian Siwen take the flower, and immediately echoed with a smile.

The two continued to walk around the mall, the distance between them getting shorter and shorter, and the wiggling fingers touching each other more and more.

Until Song Zhan completely held Qian Siwen's little hand in his hand, the two naturally leaned together and wandered aimlessly.

If this scene was seen by Song Zhan's mother, she would definitely be speechless with joy.

"It's getting late, let's go home."

Song Zhan clasped Qian Siwen's little hand and looked at her gently.

"Hmm!" Qian Siwen nodded slightly, and the weak mosquito snorted.

The two soon drove to the downstairs of Qian Siwen's rented apartment, put the newly bought clothes on the coffee table, and the smile on Song Zhan's face never stopped.

"Are you so happy?"

Perhaps it was the return to a familiar place that gave Qian Siwen a sense of security, she looked at Song Zhan with a smile on her face and asked.

"Of course, I must be happy to work for my girlfriend."

Song Zhan said these words without a teacher.

"Phew, who's your girlfriend?"

Qian Siwen listened to Song Zhan's words, and the crimson that had faded with great difficulty climbed up her neck again.

"You," Song Zhan walked up to Qian Siwen, looked into her eyes, and asked, "Don't you admit it?" ”

Facing Song Zhan's sincere eyes, Qian Siwen gently slapped him: "Recognize it, it's okay." ”

"Hey, hey!"

Song Zhan smiled proudly, like a general returning from victory, and said contentedly: "Then you rest early, I'll go back first." ”

"Hmm," although Qian Siwen didn't want Song Zhan to leave so quickly, she also knew that she really couldn't delay his online time anymore, so she nodded lightly.

Walking out of the door, Song Zhan waved at Qian Siwen and was about to close the door.

"Wait!"