Song Qinghuan thought about it, then said softly, "OK, you wait for me."
With that, song Qinghuan turns around and goes back to the store again. He tells Wen Zhaozhao that he wants to leave for a while and asks her to hang out first. He will come to see her later and then go out again.
She opened the door, sat in, hooked a smile: "Si Beibei, are you special to find me?"
Scannan gently picked his right lip, his eyes dotted with bright stars, like a firefly: "no, I just happened to see you, so I thought it was a coincidence, so I stayed outside for a while."
When song Qinghuan put on his seat belt, Si Canaan had already driven forward. He drove to an elegant and leisure teahouse nearby, which was simple and elegant, but also modern and luxurious.
Inside the box is very quiet. Song Qinghuan looks at Si Canaan quietly, as if waiting for him to speak.
So coincidentally, she believed it, but she thought that skannan had been waiting for her for so long, so she wanted to say something to her.
Si Canaan chuckled and jokingly asked: "Qinghuan, you have been looking at me in a daze like this, which will make me misunderstand. Are you infatuated with me?"
Song Qinghuan frowned, "it's narcissistic enough!"
Scannan laughed happily: "it's the same as before. I can't make fun of it."
Just then, the waiter came in, followed by a brief silence.
The waiter skillfully began to make tea, and soon the aroma of tea would escape and fill the whole box.
Song Qinghuan closed his eyes as if enjoying the aroma. Song Qinghuan picked up a cup of tea and sniffed, "it's really fragrant."
When she saw the opposite Si Canaan, who was tasting tea in a typical way, she couldn't bear to laugh and said, "it's hard to imagine that the person like you actually likes Kung Fu tea."
Skannan sipped a cup of tea and asked, "who am I, a man like me?"
Song Qinghuan put down the ceramic cup in his hand and cleared his throat. Word by word, his tone was very bantering: "young people, nowadays young people generally don't like kung fu tea!"
Scannan said with a smile, "it seems that you are younger than me."
Song Qinghuan said with a smile, "that's why I don't like it."
Seeing Si Canaan smile, song Qinghuan asked, "where have you been recently?"
"It's better to find China and home after living abroad for a period of time." Scannan alluded.
Song Qing Huan yo: "I didn't find that you love your country and your family so much before?"
Si Canaan poured a cup of tea for himself and hummed to song Qinghuan, "don't keep shouting at this boy. I'm older than you."
After a pause, he sighed: "besides, people can change. I really didn't have this idea before."
"Novelty, it turns out that you have become like this now, so what were you like before?" The door of the box was suddenly opened, and a beautiful voice came.
I saw a beautiful woman with long short hair No, it's a beautiful man Because it's very handsome. But it's not right, because it's very beautiful.
Er, it's beauty Or a beautiful man? Song Qinghuan found his vision and began to be confused.
The man came uninvited and sat down in a dignified manner, with no conscious of breaking into other people's space.
He (she) glanced at Song Qinghuan with a smile, then looked at scannan playfully: "originally, this is the type you like."