put wildness in his heart

Chapter 137
Chen Zhou is obviously a very caring kind of friend. Seeing that Wen Miao seemed to be particularly interested, he simply waved his hand and turned on the hands-free mode in a strange way, trying to let this melon eater hear what they said clearly every word.

"Why forget it?"

Sure enough, a girl's voice came from the phone.

"I don't think we are suitable." Chen Zhou said.

"Where is it inappropriate?" The girl asked reluctantly.

"You also know that I am a person who cares about details." Chen Zhou said seriously, "I saw you stir counterclockwise with a spoon when drinking coffee last time, but I always stir it clockwise. I think we have opposite personalities, and we can't go on for a long time, so let's forget it?"

Wen Miao: "?"

Wen Miao: "..."

I have never heard such a fresh and refined parting declaration.

She always felt that Shen Jiayu's words were outrageous sometimes, but she didn't expect that it was just a trivial matter, and the real outrageous master was here.

The girl on the other side of the phone should also be looking at Chen Zhou's appearance, accepted this outrageous statement, and said with humiliation: "It's okay, this is just a small problem, if you don't like it, I can change it."

But Chen Zhou said: "It is related, this is only one of them."

The girl continued to ask: "Then what is the second?"

"The second thing." Chen Zhou thought for a while, and the ending sound slightly dragged out, "You are a distinguished QQ member, but I am just an ordinary person, after all, I am not good enough for you."

"..."

"Okay, baby, let's do it like this, let's get together so we can get together, don't go around telling people that I'm dead."

The breakup live broadcast came to an end.

Wen Miao was amazed when she heard it, and then asked a question curiously: "Master Zhou, why do you want to break up with her and call her baby?"

Chen Zhou buckled the phone on the table and said habitually, "Isn't it because I didn't remember her name? If I make a mistake, it will make me look like a scumbag?"

"..."

Doesn't that make you look like a scumbag?

Chen Zhou added: "Even if you want to be the king of the sea, you must have the most basic moral integrity."

"..."

Wen Miaoxin said, I have become the king of the sea, so do I need to pay attention to moral conduct?

But Wen Miao really admires Chen Zhou and the others who are the kings of the sea, and she doesn't know how they can chat with so many girls. Every time she chats with more than two people at the same time, she feels very uncomfortable.

At that time, she always felt like a busy Taobao customer service.

After dinner, the group went back to the bar.

In the afternoon, Chen Zhou said that he was going to the beach for a walk. Shen Jiayu didn't want to go at first, but when Wen Miao agreed, he changed his mind.

At 05:30, the sky will be dark and the sun has not completely set. A small crescent moon has appeared in the eastern sky. There are not many people on the beach, most of them are parents who take their children out to play. .

Wen Miao and Xiao Nuomi Duanzi squatted on the beach to pick shells.

A row of luxuriant black pine forests are planted on the beach, and benches for tourists to rest are scattered irregularly under the trees. Chen Zhou picks and chooses a clean one and sits down, and then does not know Get a pair of sunglasses from somewhere.

Shen Jiayu bought two cans of Coke at the convenience store on the roadside and came back, raised his hand and threw a bottle to Chen Zhou, glanced at him, then sat down next to him, and sneered, "It's late at night, what kind of sunglasses are you wearing?"

"Of course it's pretentious." Chen Zhou answered naturally.

"..."

How should I put it, this answer is a bit too correct.

It's too bad to talk to.

Chen Zhou leaned back on the back of the chair, hooked the Coke tab with his fingertips, then raised his hand to touch Shen Jiayu, and the two cans collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Chen Zhou raised his head slightly and took a few sips, then lowered his hand again, put one arm on the armrest of the bench, and pointed at the can with his thin and cold fingertips boredly: "Do you think we look like two old fathers?" , are you bringing a baby?"

When he said this, Chen Zhou took off his sunglasses lazily, and squinted at the little glutinous rice dumpling and Wen Miao who were picking shells not far away.

The old father's posture book sword came out
Shen Jiayu didn't look at him, but just snorted softly, and his tone was also lazy: "Don't, you're addicted to being a father to a child. I don't have so much fatherly love that has nowhere to rest."

Chen Zhou laughed, and suddenly turned to look at him: "Brother, tell me the truth?"

Shen Jiayu let out a casual "Huh?"

Chen Zhou raised his chin in the direction of the beach, and asked meaningfully, "Seriously?"

Shen Jiayu understood what Chen Zhou meant, but he didn't answer directly. He just glanced at him lightly from the corner of his eye, and asked with a half-smile, "Why, are you jealous?"

Seeing Shen Jiayu's reaction, Chen Zhou rarely showed a surprised expression.

He has known Shen Jiayu for so many years, and he knows Shen Jiayu's temperament very well. From Shen Jiayu's point of view, as long as he doesn't deny it, it means tacit consent.

So, is this an admission?
Chen Zhou let out a "huh" in surprise, and touched his chin with his thin and slender fingers.

"Baby, don't be jealous." Shen Jiayu put the Coke in his hand, turned his head to look at him, smiled softly, his eyes were gentle and ambiguous, "I still have you in my heart, huh?"

A young couple just passed by.

As soon as these words caught their ears, the young lovers looked at the two of them with a strange look, which seemed to carry substantial weight, and they all fell on Chen Zhou's body.

At that moment, Chen Zhou always felt like a mistress who was caught by his original partner on the spot.

It's just that Lord Zhou is Master Zhou, with a strong mental quality, completely different from ordinary people. When strangers watch him with such eyes, his expression has not changed at all.

There is no psychological burden, and it is completely as if this look does not exist.

It was getting late, the sun was setting with the last ray of light, the sky was slowly darkening, the half crescent moon hanging high in the east became more and more clear, and more people came to walk on the beach by the sea.

Holding up her mobile phone, Wen Miao snapped two photos of the two "old fathers" on the bench not far away, then turned around and shouted that the little glutinous rice dumpling, who was concentrating on picking shells, also took two photos, then bowed her hair and called a friend Quan: [I picked up a small glutinous rice dumpling. 】

After posting, refresh it, and there are more than a dozen likes in an instant.

A comment from Lin Er followed immediately: [Little glutinous rice dumpling, who is it? 】

Wen Miao replied: [Baby, it's not as important as you, don't worry. 】

With the effort of lowering my hair and making a circle of friends, the little glutinous rice dumpling that was squatting under my feet and digging shells just now disappeared.

(End of this chapter)