After coming out of the Yalin Villa, Gu Bai still had a sullen face, leaving Xu Zezhan and Liang Muchuan far behind, looking very angry.

Liang Muchuan raised his eyes and glanced at the back in front of him, "It's this virtue to lose money every year." ”

Xu Zezhan smiled: "He's angry, I didn't feed him cards." ”

"So why don't you feed him cards." Liang Muchuan's knuckles drove the lighter, the wind was a little strong, and he lit the cigarette two or three times, and he slowly spit out a puff of smoke rings: "I'm really afraid that he will talk about his girlfriend?" ”

Xu Zezhan paused, the corners of his eyes seemed to be smiling, and his expression couldn't see a flaw: "I feed him every year, he takes it for granted, what about me, I deserve to lose." ”

Liang Muchuan squinted, in their circle, if you want to say who can be the most stable, it must be Xu Zezhan.

He still remembers that when he was a child, he and Xu Zezhan both wanted to compete for the position of class president, he invited guests everywhere to canvass for votes, Xu Zezhan was as steady as an old dog, he was not in a hurry at all, and when it came to the day of voting, most of the students in the class voted for Xu Zezhan, including the group he treated.

To this day, he couldn't figure out why.

If Fu Wenzhou is a mad dog, Xu Zezhan is a fox.

It's still the kind that can't be blacker anymore.

Xu Zezhan wants something, he won't grab it directly like Fu Wenzhou, he can't wait to tell the world, this thing is mine, none of you are allowed to touch it, and whoever dares to rob him will be bitten by a mad dog.

Xu Zezhan was silent, set up a game early, and waited for someone to jump in.

He was a little sympathetic to Gu Bai: "That's a little unfair, he has to watch you talk about it this year." ”

The corners of Xu Zezhan's lips curved into a sarcastic arc: "He won't care." ”

Liang Muchuan was silent, and he didn't know how to say it for a while.

Fortunately, Xu Zezhan didn't take this issue seriously, but took out his mobile phone: "I'll show you something." ”

Liang Muchuan dusted off his cigarette ashes, and his voice seemed a little drifting in the night wind: "What? ”

Xu Zezhan opened the chat page with Shen Guannan and enlarged the photo to show Liang Muchuan.

Liang Muchuan suddenly frowned: "Why did Song Qingyu go to the bar?" Doesn't she like noisy places? ”

Xu Zezhan said: "Do you also think this is Song Qingyu?" ”

Liang Muchuan raised his eyes and noticed that something was wrong: "When was this photo taken?" ”

Xu Zezhan said: "When we first arrived at Fu Wenzhou's house, Shen Guannan sent it, he said that he saw Song Qingyu in the bar, and he took a photo and sent it to me. At that time, Song Qingyu was talking to Yan Miao next to her, how could she appear in a bar, could it be that she still had a doppelganger technique. ”

Liang Muchuan twisted his eyebrows to enlarge the photo, the back was very blurry, but no matter where he looked at it, it was extremely similar to Song Qingyu, "Is there a photo of your face?" ”

"Nope." Xu Zezhan shook his head: "Guannan didn't send it, but Gu Bai also saw this back in this bar last time." ”

Liang Muchuan paused and said, "Maybe it just looks alike." ”

Xu Zezhan said: "Maybe, in fact, there are quite a few people in the world who look alike." ”

"Hmm." Liang Muchuan didn't pay much attention to this matter, after all, it was just a back photo, and there was nothing strange about the similarity.

At two o'clock in the morning, there were no people on the road, only rows of street lamps, and a thick layer of snow piled up on the ground, and Song Qingyu stood at the window on the second floor and watched them get into the car.

Just as he was about to retract his gaze, his body was forcefully broken.

Looking at Fu Wenzhou's gloomy eyes, Song Qingyu chuckled and said, "It's a new year, Fu Wenzhou." ”

Before the words fell, her lip was bitten, and Song Qingyu felt something slip into her mouth, and she couldn't help but inhale.

Fu Wenzhou didn't kiss for a long time, and gave Song Qingyu enough time to breathe, he was like a clingy large dog that had to stick to its owner, and he had to keep his skin close to Song Qingyu all the time.

The man breathed heavily, and his voice was a little hoarse and forbearing: "Yuyu, we didn't count down together this year, I want to count down to you and make a wish on New Year's Eve, and I also prepared a cake." ”

The puppy spoke quietly, his eyebrows furrowed unhappily, and even though half of his face was hidden in the darkness, it could not hide his still outstanding and stunning features.

Song Qingyu reached out and touched the dark blue square diamond in his ear: "It's just the New Year, isn't it the same when friends come to spend it together." ”

"It's different." Fu Wenzhou said almost paranoidly: "It's a different pomelo, and it will only work if you make a wish at zero, but I didn't make it this year." ”

Song Qingyu smiled and asked, "Then what wish do you want to make?" ”

Fu Wenzhou said: "Make a wish that my pomelo is healthy and lives a long life." ”

It's a simple wish.

Song Qingyu was slightly stunned, and an indescribable sourness filled her entire heart.

Fu Wenzhou is always so serious.

He takes their relationship seriously, cherishes their time together, and hopes that every important day they have memorable memories.

He is like a fighter who sticks to and executes their love at all times.

is obviously the age of wind and snow, but she is willing to be trapped in her city as a trapped beast.

Song Qingyu didn't know how to respond to such a warm and fierce love from the puppy, and opened her lips, a little astringent.

Fu Wenzhou kissed her eyes, "What wish does Yuzu want to make?" ”

Song Qingyu whispered: "Isn't it that it won't work after midnight?" ”

The corners of Fu Wenzhou's raised eyes were a little ruffian, the jawline and Adam's apple were particularly prominent and good-looking, and the whole body was full of looseness, Song Qingyu saw that the sexy Adam's apple rolled.

Immediately, a low laugh came from his ears, and the man's voice was hoarse and low, with a wordless temptation: "Sister, I am your magic lamp." ”

I'm your magic lamp, so—

All you have to do is make a wish with me.

Song Qingyu's irrepressible rhythm of her heart accelerated, and she could even hear the frequency of the vibration.

Crimson stained her cheeks, and Song Qingyu covered her lips and coughed lightly: "That may not be accurate." ”

"Huh?" Fu Wenzhou replied in a low and lazy voice.

A smile appeared in the corner of Song Qingyu's eyes, "Because I used to wish you to stay away from me." ”

Fu Wenzhou: "......"

The narrow tail of his eyes hooked a dangerous arc, and he said faintly: "Sincerity is spirituality, it seems that my sister's heart is not very sincere." ”

"Poof!" Song Qingyu finally couldn't help laughing, "Fu Wenzhou, you are so thick-skinned. ”

Fu Wenzhou snorted disappreciatively, if he didn't have this thicker skin than the city wall, would he be able to hug the beauty.

Although he likes to play a scoundrel in front of Song Qingyu, he is self-aware.

Song Qingyu poked him: "What about the cake." ”

"Where's the refrigerator?" After Fu Wenzhou finished speaking, he added another sentence, as if inviting credit: "I did it myself." ”

Song Qingyu raised his hand and rubbed his black hair, feeling the soft touch under his palm: "Well, Zhou Zhou is awesome." ”

Fu Wenzhou's eyes hung up: "Now you know that Zhou Zhou is awesome?" Why did you always think porridge porridge was good? ”

"Huh?" Song Qingyu didn't react for a while.

Fu Wenzhou: "Does that cat without eggs make cakes, it will only be lazy to sleep." ”

"......" Song Qingyu was silent: "So? ”

Fu Wenzhou got off the donkey down the slope: "So you should hug me more in the future, instead of hugging that stupid cat." ”

Song Qingyu rubbed her eyebrows: "What are you comparing to a cat." ”

Fu Wenzhou laughed weirdly: "Because you always thought I was inferior to it before." ”

Song Qingyu was completely silent.

She, is there?

How do you coax a puppy when it's angry?