Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Song Ci followed Shen Yu back and secretly memorized the address. He opened the door and the room was not big, two bedrooms and one living room, small but very cozy.

Shen Yu was cooking in the kitchen. When the oil in the room was heating up and cooking, there was a crackling sound, and the smoke rolled out, and he could smell the aroma of the food.

Sitting on the sofa, he could see the people in the kitchen wearing aprons cooking. Song Ci suddenly felt that this scene was so warm.

would love to stay...

Shen Yu came out with the food and Song Ci also helped. The simple stir-fry and rice soup were light but very tasty, and he liked it very much.

Song Ci felt that Shen Yu was such a gentle and virtuous person who could cook, and would definitely be a good wife and mother in the future.

Suddenly I remembered that Zhou Tairong likes to do some weird things, and I will take Shen Yu to watch it tomorrow, and what movie he said, I heard from his sister Zhou Qingying that Zhou Tairong took his wife who is about to marry to It feels good to go to the movies.

Song Ci said, "Xiao Yu, do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

It was really awkward for Shen Yu to be called Xiaoyu Xiaoyu by a boy younger than him, so he sighed: "You better stop calling me Xiaoyu."

Seeing that he didn't like it, Song Ci asked him again: "Ah Yu?"

"Well." Shen Yu continued what he said just now, "I have nothing to do tomorrow, I can be with you."

On weekdays, there are not a few people who want to invite him to be with Shen Yu, and Shen Yu will refuse, but looking at the young man in front of him, he can't say anything to refuse him.

Song Ci's vision of seeing people is considered high, even when making friends. Although he occasionally misses it... But he can feel the peace of mind that he has not seen for a long time by Shen Yu's side, and it is very comfortable.

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Song Ci came to him on time the next day, knocked on the door but found no one there, thought he had gone to the theater troupe, so went there to find him and found out that none of the theater performers without him came today.

Song Ci stood outside the magnificent Grand View Garden, watching the people coming and going on the road, feeling inexplicably irritable.

"Why is Shen Yu missing?"

The young man stood on the edge of the road, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Does he...do not want to see me?"

Song Ci recalled the scene when they got along, and didn't find anything that he disliked about him, but he just couldn't find Shen Yu.

Sitting in the nearby teahouse drinking tea, he couldn't listen to a word the storyteller said.

Song Ci was still wondering if something happened to Shen Yu?

I don't know when Zhou Tairong actually sat next to him, looked at Song Ci's absent-minded look and laughed, "Oh, my little nephew is so serious, is he thinking about that little elf?"

It happened that this was what the storyteller on the stage said, "It was too late to say it, but the fox quickly turned into a human form and turned into a beautiful woman sitting on the ground wiping her tears and sobbing. Looking at the girl's miserable appearance, I asked why..."

Song Ci just heard it, and patted his outstretched hand aside, his brows and eyes were all stained with indifference, "What are you going to do?"

Zhou Tairong propped his chin on the table: "Little nephew, how can you be so ruthless? I just care about you, little uncle."

Song Ci pulled his lips, and said a word coldly from his thin lips: "Get lost."

"If someone else says this, I will make it special, but when I say it, it will have a special charm. It sounds good to me." Zhou Tairong looked at him with raised eyebrows, with a smile on his eyes, and hooked his fingers at him, "Little nephew, how about you?" Call me little uncle again."

Song Ci's face darkened when he saw Zhou Tairong's frivolous appearance, "Zhou Tairong, do you want to die?"

Zhou Tairong approached him with a smile, "Little nephew, do you know how nice it is when you call my name? I just like your tone."

Song Ci slapped the table violently, the cup shook, and all the tea on the table splashed on the table. This sudden noise startled the storyteller in the hall, and everyone's eyes turned to this side instantly.

Zhou Tairong, a shameless and skinless person, didn't know how to be annoying, and he opened his mouth to add fuel to the fire, "Don't be angry, little Ci'er, it's just a sentence, you won't lose anything, and I can't add anything. "

"Crazy!" Song Ci raised his eyes, and a cold and dangerous light flashed across his amber eyes, "I think you really want, seek, and die."

The last two words Song Ci paused for a moment, gritted his teeth, that was cold and wished to kill him.

Zhou Tairong's dark pupils shone with a different kind of light, staring at Song Ci's back and licking the corners of his lips.

Zhou Tairong followed him and said with a smile, "Is my little nephew really angry?"

Song Ci's face was full of impatience, "I advise you to get out of here, I'm here..."

Zhou Tairong interrupted Song Ci very impolitely, with a look of excitement, "Kill me?"

"Zhou Tairong, are you crazy!"

Song Ci looked at Zhou Tairong's appearance, and didn't know if he was sincerely mad at him or looking for trouble on purpose. It was very successful, and now he really wanted to sew his mouth shut and stab him again!
"I advise you not to seek trouble with me, or don't blame me for being merciless." Song Ci's face was stern.

Zhou Tairong bent his lips and smiled, and was very excited to hear his words, "It turns out that we still have a relationship."

Song Ci couldn't stand him, if it wasn't for his father's face, he would have shot him to death a long time ago, he couldn't stay here anymore, I'm afraid he really couldn't bear it.

He reached out and called the rickshaw on the road, got in the car and left.

"Little nephew, where are you going?"

Song Ci didn't turn his head, and told the people in front to walk quickly.

As soon as he walked to the corner, a bright color flashed in his eyes, and he turned around immediately, but the person was gone.