The doubt on Yan Sheng Li Jun's face was soon replaced by the color of displeasure.

Although it was dark, the light of the street lamp was enough for him to see who Wen wanwan was smiling at the moment!

Jun Xiu Che's hand holding an ice cream cone, that piece of unique evil charm with Yin Roumei Jun Rong with a gentle smile.

Seeing Wen wanwan, he was obviously very happy.

"Star, your favorite strawberry flavor."

Jun Xiu Che hands the strawberry cone in his right hand to Wen Wan.

Wen wanwan was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his little hand.

"Thank you."

"Do you need to be so outspoken with me?"

Jun xiuche said in a soft voice. A gust of evening wind blew gently. He raised his hand and fell on Wen wanwan's forehead. His slender fingers gently brushed several wisps of air bangs in front of her forehead.

Wen Wan Wan slightly, just reaction to dodge, Jun Xiu Che's hand has also taken back.

"I thought you had long forgotten this so-called old place and disdained to see me again."

Jun Xiu Che said, words between the light sadness.

Wen wanwan holds the ice cream and raises the star eyes full of apology. Under the starry moon, Jun xiuche in her eyes is still handsome, but her face is a little more lonely than before.

"Xiuche..."

"Can you walk with me for a while?"

Jun Xiu Che interrupts what Wen Wan wants to say and puts forward such a request with a smile.

Wen wanwan nodded.

"Of course

"Thank you."

Jun Xiu Che thanks, so two words, as if to pull the distance between two people far.

Wen wanwan quietly lowered his head and bit the cream of ice cream, sweet.

In the long street, the flickering lights of street lamps reflect the two figures of the same trade.

Wen wanwan remembers that before he transferred to another school, he often took this road with Ning Tongtong and Jun xiuche, because it was very close to Deyu college.

And there is just a dessert station in M's memory. Most girls like to eat desserts.

"There will be a karate competition next weekend."

Jun Xiu Che opened his lips, this sentence is a reminder.

"I remember. I'll see it!"

Wen Wan Wan looked up at Jun xiuche, Xiumei frowned.

"In fact, xiuche..."

"Well?"

"I've seen that dark night lady."

"Have you ever seen Mr. dark night?"

Hearing this, Jun xiuche stops unexpectedly and his expression changes.

"When? How did you meet him? "

"Three times, I have seen him three times. It seems that it is a Daoguan near here. I met him, but he is really mysterious. No one knows what he looks like, but I don't know why. Every time I meet him, I feel very familiar with him."

Wen wanwan twisted her eyebrows suspiciously, remembering the three encounters with your son in the dark night.

"So strange?"

Jun xiuche also feels confused.

"Is he someone you know?"

"Well... I don't think so."

Wen wanwan shook his head.

"I don't have anyone with silver hair."

With that, Wen wanwan started again.

"You already know about his return to the game, don't you?"

"Well."

Jun Xiu Che light smile, turned to keep up with Wen Wan.

"But no matter how strong the opponent is, I will try my best to win the championship!"

Hearing this, Wen wanwan's heart trembled, and suddenly felt that his stomach was aching.

"Star, you come to see me, Yan Shengli know?"

"He doesn't know."

Wen wanwan didn't know why he looked at Jun xiuche. He saw a sarcastic sneer on his lips.

"What's the matter? What you want to tell me today has something to do with Yan Shengli? "