Everyone sighed, and they didn't say anything, and some people asked him bluntly: "It's just a birthday party, what are you going to do with a female companion?" ”

Mencius, who was stared at by a group of people, looked embarrassed, and for a moment, he really wanted to turn around and leave.

"With it, long face." Song Yunshen turned his head, took out the little girl hiding behind him, stroked the top of her hair with one hand, patted her twice, and whispered, "Don't worry, just stay by my side." ”

What a hammer.

Mencius secretly soothed the restlessness in his heart.

What the hell is this man trying to do?

After leading the person to sit down, his eyes swept and he warned: "Take care of your mouth, don't make fun of people." ”

The people in the box looked at each other, and some people laughed directly and gave a look that understood.

The whole atmosphere did not become awkward because of the arrival of her, an outsider, they should have fun and drink, and sometimes accidentally led the topic to her, and was glared back by Song Yunshen with a slap.

Tang Jiu, who was sitting on the main seat, was poured a lot of wine as a birthday star, but even so, her eyes still did not leave Song Yunshen for a moment.

Meng Zijin felt that the most incompatible person in the audience was probably Song Yunshen, he was dressed in a straight suit, leaning back against the sofa, his legs were folded, his fingertips were pinching champagne, and he gently shook the liquid in the glass, people were laughing, he was straining a face, people were chatting, he was still straining a face, people wanted to raise a glass to celebrate, and he only raised a glass symbolically.

What are you inviting this kind of person for?

When furnishings? Or can a stinky face ward off evil spirits?

It's really ruining the atmosphere.

Compared with Song Yunshen's expression that has not changed for thousands of years, the expression on Meng Zijin's face is much richer. The light in the box was not very bright, she carried the light on her back, and sat in the darkest place, relying on no one to pay attention to herself, and small movements began to increase.

Move your fingers, rub your waist, and stretch your legs.

"Huh?" Song Yun, who was hooked, glanced sideways at her meaningfully.

Mencius retracted his feet in disdain.

"I ...... Move your muscles and bones. ”

Being in the dark, naturally she couldn't see her feet clearly, and she didn't pay attention when she stretched her legs back, and bumped into him.

She didn't know anyone in the audience except Song Yunshen, but they didn't seem to have the intention of introducing, she didn't ask, she didn't think about it, and concentrated on being a good female companion this time.

After seven o'clock, no one owes anyone.

I don't know if I believe it or not, Song Yunshen hooked his lips silently, stopped the shaking of the wine glass, and raised his head to pour the liquid in the glass into his throat.

Mencius happened to see him in the afterglow.

His lips were stained with wine, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly with the action of swallowing.

Mencius pursed his lips, and two words exploded in his mind-

Good desire.

The atmosphere was high, Tang Jiu swallowed the last glass of wine, got up from his seat, beckoned the waiter, and gave a few orders.

It's good that Song Yunshen can come, she never asks too much.

After a while, the waiter pushed the birthday cake in, and Zhong Ce on the side carefully put on the birthday crown for Tang Jiu.

"I know you won't stay long, so I advanced the cake cutting link, I'm also a birthday boy anyway, Mr. Song has to eat a piece, give me a face and say a happy birthday, right?" Tang Jiu personally lit the candles, and under the leadership of Zhong Ce, a group of people sang birthday songs around.

Soon made a wish, Tang Jiu cut a small piece of cake and handed it to Song Yunshen with anticipation: "It's just a small piece, not much." ”

He doesn't like sweets, and the old friends present know it, but Tang Jiu hopes at this moment, he can look at the face of his old classmate and birthday star and make an exception for her.

At least so many people watched, he wouldn't refute her face.

He stretched out his hand and took the cake, Tang Jiu almost didn't have time to breathe, and at the moment of excitement, he handed the cake in his hand to the little girl beside him.

Song Yunshen held the small piece of cake with one hand, personally grabbed the little girl's hand, and put the cake firmly in her hand: "Eat it." ”

Mencius's pupils shook.

What is this for?

Isn't that pulling hatred?

The birthday star invited you to eat cake, and you gave it to me, thinking that I had lived too long?

The atmosphere was awkward to the extreme.

"Song Yunshen, you,-" Zhong Ce couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to step forward to fight with his fists.

"Zhong Ce!" Tang Jiu lost his mind for a moment, shouted in the crowd, and realized his gaffe, so he slowly lowered his voice and smiled at the little girl, "It's okay, he gave it to you, you can eat it." ”

Mencius twitched the corners of his mouth silently.

Looking at this cake, Mencius felt unappetizing for the first time.

Zhong Ce's clenched fist slowly relaxed at the moment when he was pulled by Tang Jiu, he was angry in his heart, but he couldn't let it out, so he had to sit down and pour wine violently.

No matter how simple Mencius is, he can see this silent smoke of gunpowder.

"You are so ruthless, the birthday star's first cake was given to you and you refused." After sitting down again, Mencius whispered next to him.

If she really couldn't help it, she wouldn't bother to talk to him.

How do you know that Song Yunshen listened to it but didn't smile: "Did I refuse?" ”

Mencius followed his gaze to the cake that had been dug by himself, and he was speechless for a while.

Song Yun was deeply amused and in a very good mood.

When it was almost seven o'clock, Mencius personally reminded Song Yunshen. Song Yunshen raised his wrist and glanced at the time, looking not in a hurry at all, but Meng Zijin thought that he was going to regret it, and he was sitting angrily and clenching his fingers.

As soon as seven o'clock arrived, Song Yunshen first looked at Mencius Zijin's expression, then got up and said to the people in the box: "There is still something to do, go first." ”

The crowd seemed to have gotten used to his style, and no one said anything and watched him leave.

At the moment of passing by Tang Wine, Song Yunshen finally stopped, and his thin lips opened slightly: "Tang Wine, happy birthday." ”

Tang Jiu was stunned, but finally smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you." ”

With such a sentence, it is enough.

Out of the door of the bar, Mencius took a big gulp of fresh air, spun around twice in place, and kept fanning himself in the face.

Summed up in two words –

Annoying!

Song Yunshen looked at her naïve appearance funny, and asked her with a smile: "You haven't drunk again, what are you dry?" ”

Meng Zijin finally couldn't help it, and no longer pretended to be reserved: "Is Senior Brother Song very idle?" Tricked me into going to a birthday party, in fact, to cope with my ex-girlfriend, right? ”

"Ex-girlfriend?" Song Yunshen raised his eyebrows slightly, listening to her nonsense.

"That pretty sister seems to want to rekindle her old relationship with you." Mencius smiled slyly, and then kindly reminded, "But there is a man next to him who may cross the foot." ”

Song Yunshen stared at her, and a nice laugh overflowed from his throat, making Mencius drunk.

This demon actually smiled at her.

Song Yunshen just laughed lightly, and immediately recovered his expression, half-raising his eyebrows: "You can see it thoroughly." ”

After a slight pause, he approached and tapped her on the shoulder twice: "But you are wrong. ”

Mencius tilted his head: "Huh? ”

"She's not my ex-girlfriend."

Before Meng Zijin could ask again, Song Yunshen pushed her into the car.

"Yungang 17, right?" Song Yunshen looked at her sideways, and his tone was cold.

Mencius blinked, thinking that he meant something, but there was no trace of it, so he had to nod: "That's right." ”

"Send her back." Zhengse, Song Yunshen ordered Secretary Chen in the driver's seat.

Outside the window, the night was dappled, and the light that came in fell on his silhouette, creating a stark contrast.

Mencius had to admit that this was the first man he had met in such a long life.

Thinking about it, my brain was forked, and I suddenly remembered the result of Zheng Youhe's calculation with tarot cards for her some time ago.

Zheng Youyou said that she made peach blossoms in her life this month.

So—

Is it Song Yunshen's peach blossom?

"Huh-" She couldn't help laughing at the thought of comparing Song Yunshen to a peach blossom.

"Laughing at what?" The man who closed his eyes and rested almost opened his eyes in seconds, tilting his head sideways to look at the little girl next to him who was covering her mouth in panic because she had missed a smile.

Meng Zijin shook his head: "It's nothing." ”

Getting closer and closer to Yungang 17, Song Yunshen felt a sense of dryness inexplicably rise in his heart.

A few hours ago, it had rained heavily and the road was covered with water, Mencius got out of the car and jumped over the puddle twice with the bag in his hand, and only after standing firm did he turn back and wave to Song Yunshen in the car.

The little girl's mouth opened and closed as if she was saying something, but it was too far away for Song Yunshen to hear clearly.

He opened the door and got out of the car.

"Say what? Inaudible. Walking up to Mencius, he looked down and saw the water stains on her pure white shoes, and his brows furrowed.

"I said, Senior Brother Song should be true to his word, I will repay the debt tonight, let's clear it both." Mencius clenched his small fists, and the expression on his face was extremely serious.

Song Yun squinted his eyes deeply, and didn't respond at all, until the little girl's beautiful palm swayed in front of his eyes.

Song Yunshen grabbed it helplessly, held it in his hand and scratched it.

Feeling an itch, Mencius suddenly retracted and glared at him.

Are we acquainted?

Uncooked!

It's only been half a month since I realized it.

The day of the rear-end collision was the first meeting, the school lecture was the second meeting, and today, there were only three meetings in total.

But in the few hours, she got into his car, went to a party with him, met his friends, and was held hands.

God, what is this?

"Well, clear." Song Yun responded to her lightly.

When Mencius heard this, he was in a good mood.

"Where's your rabbit mount?" Song Yunshen seemed to be looking for something to say.

"Huh?" Mencius didn't understand.

"A car with rabbit ears." He was very serious in explaining by impression.

Mencius waved his hand: "That thing hit your honorable driver on the first day I got it, it wasn't suitable for me, and I gave it away." ”

Song Yunshen sneered: "Aren't you a poor college student? That car looks like it costs two or three hundred thousand, Senior Sister Meng is so squandering? ”

Mencius retreated tactically and stared at him suspiciously: "What do you mean by that? ”

Song Yunshen said incorrectly: "It's nothing, it's just a kind reminder to take care of yourself." ”

Mencius frowned and glared at his turn-around back.

It was his turn to say that she must take good care of herself.

After getting into the car, Song Yunshen loosened his tie in annoyance, unbuttoned his suit with his right hand, and sat with his legs spread wide.

Secretary Chen, who was driving in the front seat, did not dare to make a sound.