"Say you miss me."

Zhong Yinian is full of black lines, what do you want, big president?

"Okay, okay, I think you can do it, let's go quickly."

Zhong Yinian finally pushed Pei Muchen away, and lay there smiling without seeing his teeth.

Pei Muchen nodded and finally stood up.

Seeing Pei Muchen leave, Zhong Yinian lay on the bed boldly with confidence.

At this time, Bei Chenfeng had just walked to the apartment where he lived, and if he approached him, he could smell the smell of wine exuding from him.

He is dressed in white and elegant, and at this moment he has a little black aura on his body, which makes people unable to figure out his thoughts.

Under the yellow street lamp, he took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a moment and pressed a few buttons.

"I want to know Qin Feng's current news."

I didn't know what was said on the other side of the phone, his brow furrowed more and more, and finally he lowered his arm.

Su Mo squinted her eyes, and what she saw from a distance was such a scene, she was sitting at the door of the apartment with some unsteady standing.

Bei Chenfeng only saw her at this time, and walked over with some surprise.

"Why are you here?"

Wasn't Su Mo gone a long time ago?

"Sword-carrying guard, I wish you were my sword-carrying guard."

Su Mo looked at him drunkenly, staggered to his feet, and accidentally mentioned the many wine bottles on the ground.

"You're drinking again?"

Bei Chenfeng rubbed his forehead, although he had just gone to drink a few glasses, he had been awake.

Su Mo's feet were dangling unsteadily, her cheeks were flushed, and she had obviously drunk a lot.

She has always been strong and informal, but there are tears in her eyes at this time.

"Guards with knives...... Hiccup......"

She muttered, and as soon as she began to speak, a wine burp came out, and suddenly a wave of alcohol came to her nose.

Bei Chenfeng quickly frowned, reached out and waved the scent in front of him, letting it dissipate as soon as possible.

"How much alcohol did you drink?"

A girl who sits outside drinking herself like this, doesn't she know how dangerous it is?

"I'm not drunk!"

Su Mo yelled, stretched out his hand and snapped open the hand that Bei Chenfeng was waving.

With a snap, the back of Beichenfeng's hand turned red in an instant.

"Guards with knives, I like you."

Su Mo used all his strength to stand as straight as possible, but he was still staggering.

"I like you......"

Su Mo yelled and stretched out his arms.

"I like you—"

Repeating, Su Mo stood there and slowly lowered his arms, lowered his head, and tears slid down.

Bei Chenfeng stood motionless, not because her words were not touched, but because ......

In the United States, she said it.

And he also clearly told her that there was friendship and not love between them, and she was mistaken.

Proud as Su Mo, how can you believe that you have mistaken love and friendship?

"Su Mo, it's friendship between us."

He frowned, exhausted.

Su Mo shook his head, his mind was in a mess, and after hearing Bei Chenfeng's words, he finally lost consciousness.

Bei Chenfeng was startled, and immediately reached out to pick up Su Mo who had fallen asleep, frowned helplessly opened the door of the apartment, and hugged her in.

"I owe you a lot."

Bei Chenfeng looked at the sky speechlessly, threw her in the guest room, turned around to wash her hands, and poured a little hot water to wipe her face.

"Su Mo, we are friends, you and Zhong Yinian have the same place in my heart."

It's just, it's been seven years, why do you always think you like me?

Why...... Do you always think I treat Zhong Yinian better than you?