While talking, Zhang Xiaofan is leading Zhao Yinger's soft and boneless jade hand to go forward, never looking at Song Jiayi from the beginning to the end.
It has to be said that in the face of Zhang Xiaofan's "chiguoguo" neglect, song Jiayi also felt extremely frustrated, but helpless.
"By the way, Yingbao, would you like to meet a friend with me later?"
In the third canteen of Peking University, Zhang Xiaofan put a piece of braised spare ribs into his mouth and put it in Zhao Yinger's bowl.
"Friends?"
Hearing this, Zhao Ying'er was stunned. She felt a little confused.
Zhang Xiaofan wants to be considerate of himself and treat himself with tenderness.
But as Zhang Xiaofan's girlfriend, Zhao Ying'er naturally knows that her man is so proud that she almost never pays attention to anyone, let alone her peers?
Because of this, Zhao Ying'er starts to wonder in her heart who Zhang Xiaofan's peer friend is after hearing what Zhang Xiaofan said.
"Is it hard to be a grey haired old man who is too young?"
Zhao Yinger can't help but begin to ponder in her heart.
However, for Zhao Yinger's careful thinking, Zhang Xiaofan smiles and says.
"Yes, my friend and you are old friends."
"At the beginning, when we were studying in Wuzhou University, he was my roommate, Qian Wenyi, who had been sleeping in the upper and lower bunks with me for four years. He was also one of the few good brothers I recognized by Zhang Xiaofan!"
"In fact, when I pursued you, my roommate Qian Wenyi did not give me less advice. Otherwise, I might not have been able to hold the beauty so smoothly."
With that, Zhang Xiaofan smiles and takes a look at Zhao Yinger. Naturally, what he wants to express is obvious.
After hearing what Zhang Xiaofan said, Zhao Yinger's pretty face also showed a touch of great interest. She quickly asked, saying.
"So, there is such a source?"
"In that case, I really want to have a good insight!"
"After all, this is Xiaofan's second friend you want me to introduce."
"Second friend? The first one is... "
Meng buting heard Zhao Yinger say so, Zhang Xiaofan is also slightly a Zheng, doubt, way.
"The first, of course, is Luo Yurou."
"Am I wrong?"
While speaking, Zhao Ying'er blinked her watery almond eyes. She said with a smile.
“emmmmmm.......”
Zhang Xiaofan some dry smile, a time also don't know Luo Yurou this matter, oneself change how to reply.
In this way, Zhang Xiaofan pondered a little in his heart. After noticing that the atmosphere on the table was obviously a bit awkward, he quickly changed the topic and said.
"Oh, yes!"
"My brother told me on the phone that he was lovelorn and asked me to meet him at 7:30 pm at the tiger bar in the workers' Stadium."
"Yingbao, are you not happy?"
After hearing this, Zhao Yinger didn't care about Zhang Xiaofan's going to the bar. Her slender jade finger slowly stretched out and flicked on Zhang Xiaofan's forehead.