Song Zhi holds his chin with one hand and looks at the dimple like a flower in a thoughtful way. Then he turns his eyes and looks at Wen Mo again.
Wen Mo said with a smile, "what can I do for you?"
"How dare I teach you to smell the secretary general?" He made a "please" gesture and joked with a typical Beijing film, "sit down, stick there to show your height?"
Wen Mo sits opposite him with a smile. As soon as Chi Wan wants to sit next to him, he sees song Yan casting a pitiful look at her.
She sat in silence.
"Hello, my name is Song Zhi." The man stretched out his slender hand to Chi Wan.
Chi Wan extended his hand politely, holding it slightly.
"Hello, late."
Different from Song Yan's delicacy and beauty, Song Zhi's appearance is a kind of cool and handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes. His eyes are full of spirit, and his actions are full of a strong masculine flavor.
He is definitely a walking male hormone, which makes women impulsive to him.
Most men of this type are cold and silent, but Song Zhi's attitude is as gentle as jade. His unspeakable contradiction and unspeakable harmony are strange and attractive.
"I've been listening to Xiao Yan talk about you, and I finally met you today."
Song Zhi cleverly avoided song Ruya's name and handed them two cups of tea respectively. "I made it myself. Try it."
Later, after a symbolic drink, Wen Mo said, "I can become a tea artist after I retire."
"Screw you, I'm a lieutenant general! Come on, don't interrupt. I'm not interested in you. I'm more interested in your women. "
It's hard to avoid a trace of ruffian spirit when talking with familiar people in the army.
Chi Wan was surprised that Song Zhi was so young that he was thirty years old.
What a young general
"What did you just say?" he said
Song Zhi tut said, "do you want me to be interested in you? Or sex? Which Xing do you want? "
Tardy: "tardy"
Well, she took back the words that she thought Song Zhi was as warm as jade.
"Sister." At this time, song Yan called her in a low voice.
"Well?"
"I'm sorry." Song Yan bowed his head and apologized in his voice, "I didn't find out the truth. My mother and brother didn't believe me. My father called me and said a lot, saying that song Ruya was really my sister, but I know that they were all cheating me..."
Late funny and helpless looking at the young stubborn eyebrows, he has not given up?
"Sister, can you talk to my brother more later?" He made a request that shocked tardy.
"Eh? Why? "
"Maybe when he talks to you, he will find that you are his sister."
Song Yan's expression and tone are very serious, there is no trace of joking.
Tardy: "tardy"
God, help her.
Hearing this, Song Zhi stopped to fight with Wen Mo, looked back and said, "I'm looking for trouble today. You asked me to talk more with her because she didn't die fast enough?"
As soon as the words came out, the box became extremely quiet.
Wen Mo took a sip of tea, as if he didn't hear what song Zhigang said.
Chi Wan lowers his head, teases the snow ball in his arms and regards himself as an invisible person.
Song Yan is anxious, but he is stopped by his brother's eyes when he wants to speak.
"Why is er Shao not in a hurry? This is not consistent with the rumor... "
Song Zhi took off the tea cover and took a look at the rolling tea inside.