Inkstone when seven just and Han Yunting said hello, he invited him to sit at the table.

Both of them were wearing the same color and style of windbreaker, which seemed to be of the same brand. Their eyes fell on each other. Seeing the similar clothes, they couldn't help laughing.

"What a coincidence Han Yunting joked.

Yan Shiqi also shook his head with a smile, "it's really a coincidence."

But this kind of coincidence, falls in other people's eyes, then appears to be deliberately.

For example, the waiter behind the counter.

Some melon eaters secretly took out their mobile phones, selected their angles, and photographed their figures in the same windbreaker.

So I log in to the microblog, find the topic of Yan Shiqi's boyfriend, and post the photo on the topic page with the following text: my mother, I seem to know who Yan Shiqi's boyfriend is!

Topic, activated again

Countless melon eaters are on their way.

After the polite conversation between Yan Shiqi and Han Yunting, they are going to take back their eyes, and their eyes fall on the broad figure outside the glass window.

Catching her eyes, Han Yunting turned his eyes and then explained with a smile, "I asked the old four to come."

Inkstone when seven did not speak, one side of Ying Feifei but quickly said: "no, do not have such a big battle, in fact, I have nothing to do."

She's just angry at Mo Liangyu's conceited and annoying way of doing things. She didn't expect to disturb Han Yunting and Qin Baiyu.

Reading out the haste in her eyes, Han Yunting explained without surprise, "you don't have to be nervous. Xiaoyu's work is not right. It's time to educate him!"

But Feifei stopped talking.

The only feeling in her heart is that she and Mo Liangyu live and conquer each other, and it's better not to communicate with each other in the future.

When Qin Baiyu came in, Yan Shiqi had already got up to greet him.

When standing in front of the man, he seems to have a cool autumn, with a pair of thick eyebrows and a sharp color. When he looks at the inkstone, Qi walks slowly. His thin lips are hooked, and his eyes pour out a light soft color.

"I didn't expect that they called you too. It's not that serious."

Inkstone when seven came forward to explain, funny curved eyebrows, but did not hide to see his joy.

The man is followed by Zhuo Han, carrying a computer bag in his hand. After nodding to inkstone Shiqi, he finds an empty place, sits down, turns on the computer and starts to be busy.

Yan Shiqi

How busy should he be before he comes with zhuohan.

Suddenly some distressed, the bottom of my heart to Mo Liangyu also increasingly dislike.

Trouble maker!

"I heard that Xiaoyu hit your friend?"

Qin Baiyu recalled the palm of inkstone and pinched it. Her eyes wandered in the coffee shop, but she didn't see the figure of Mo Liangyu.

Inkstone when seven back holding his fingertips, gently shaking his head, "did not hit, I stopped!"

"It's getting better and better!"

The man's tone is cold and cool, inkstone Shiqi knows that he is talking about Mo Liangyu.

When they walked to the corner side by side, she twisted her eyebrows and looked at him, "in fact, you don't have to go there specially. Xiaoyu has just apologized."

"No problem. I'm just free."

While speaking, the man had already pulled her into the seat, and his eyes inadvertently swept to Han Yunting's coat. His thick eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly.

be an eyesore!

Han Yunting noticed the sharp light in his eyes. With a wry smile, he took off his coat and hung it on the back of the chair.

This is a damn coincidence!

"Mr. Qin, I'm sorry to trouble you for a trip."

Ying Feifei happens to be sitting opposite Qin Baiyu. The man's over intimidating aura makes her feel like bending over to be king every time she meets him.

She blamed herself for making so much trouble.

The man's deep eyes are like Gujing wubo. He opens his eyes and looks at Ying Feifei. His attitude is gentle and gentle. "Xiaoyu is not sensible. I'm sorry for him."

"No, no!" Ying Feifei was so scared that she waved her hand: "Mr. Qin, you are serious. I have my faults, and I can't blame him all