Zhou Chi choked.
Shen Wei stepped forward, holding the front of the motorcycle with both hands, smiling.
The man became more puzzled: "What do you want to do?"
"Make friends, my name is Shen Hou."
"Why should I be friends with you?"
"Because I want to make friends with you."
Zhou Chi smiled with anger at the way she should have said: "You think, I have to cooperate?"
Shen Hui nodded, "That's the best."
"..."
In his previous life, Zhou Chi would hardly refuse any request made by her.
"This... Miss Shen, how can you get away?" Zhou Chi looked tired, "The situation just now... I am in a bad mood now, I hope you can forgive me."
"Forgive me? Forgive you just broke up? Or forgive your girlfriend for cheating?"
The bloody wound in his heart was poked and Zhou Chi twisted his eyebrows, his expression distorted.
He is a very fair boy, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and exquisite features. If Shen Hou remembers correctly, he is two years older than himself, and now he is only 21.
When he was supposed to be in college, he rode a motorcycle around the streets to deliver food. When he was free, he would just stay at home and play games.
But that face is really good-looking, and the person is tall and tall, with a kind of mature charm that people of the same age don't have. No wonder Feng Shuangshuang, a hypocritical woman who worships money, would fall in love with Zhou Chi at first.
After all, male sex is good for food.
"It's ugly."
Zhou Chi was taken aback: "What did you say?"
Shen Hou raised his eyes: "I said, the look of your frown-it's so ugly."
"It's up to you!" No matter how good the temper is, the person is also annoyed.
Shen Hou smiled and said, "Between friends, why doesn't it matter to me?"
"Who is your friend?"
"You!"
Zhou Chi suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness with his fists hitting the cotton.
Shen Hou directly pulled out the motorcycle key and put it in his own bag. Now, he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.
"What do you want to do?" Helpless, depressed, and depressed.
"Actually, there is a better way of dispatching in addition to running fast."
A quarter of an hour later, an Internet cafe.
Shen Hou patted his ID card on the counter: "Open a private room. How much is it?"
"How many hours do you want?"
It's already 12 o'clock in the afternoon, and she has to go back to Shen's house before 6 o'clock in the afternoon, "Five hours."
"A total of one hundred and fifty yuan, cash or WeChat?"
Shen Wei opened the backpack, which was full of stacks of red tickets. She drew out two at random, "Ordering two takeaways for us for the rest."
"it is good."
Shen Wei stepped up, his feet stagnated, turned around, and waved to the man: "What are you doing in a daze? Keep up!"
Zhou Chi didn't move, and looked around with disgust.
My ears are full of crackling keyboard and mouse clicks, accompanied by swear words from time to time, noisy and chaotic, and smells very unpleasant.
Seeing that he hadn't moved, Shen Hun sighed, went back, and dragged him inside.
His gaze fell on his arm, where he was grasped by a white and slender hand. It was cold, crisp and numb. Zhou Chi's thin lips were tightly pressed. Suddenly, an inexplicable weird came out. This feeling was strange and as if Seems familiar.
"Don't worry, the private rooms are all soundproofed, you can't hear the noise outside, and it's tasteless."
The feeling of weirdness grew stronger.
Zhou Chi: "How do you know that I like to play games in a quiet environment?"
Shen Hou paused and blinked: "Isn't it all like this? Does anyone like a noisy and smelly environment?"
"Did we... know each other before?"
After taking a deep look at him, Shen Hou said, "Of course I do."
"When?"
"An hour ago."
"..."