Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Chapter 218 Substitute Marriage: Warlord Marshal VS No.1 Actress (20)

Ren Qinian's eyes fell on Song Ci's face involuntarily, he lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes, and coughed lightly, "I just finished taking a shower."

"Remember to close your door tightly next time." Song Ci said quickly with a cold face, and immediately turned around and fled, forgetting what he wanted to ask in a hurry.

When I got back, I was a little annoyed when I remembered this.

Ren Qinian was a little confused, so he shook his head, and suddenly he couldn't understand Song Ci. Thinking of his red earlobes, the emotion in his eyes seemed to be a little real, and he said in a voice that he could only hear: "Just now, Is he shy?"

After saying this, he himself felt ridiculous...

……

What the hell is this!

Song Ci's complexion was not good-looking and he was a little depressed, and his cheeks were also dyed a light pink, but his skin was so white that it was not easy to notice.

He suddenly heard a knock on the door, got up and opened the door with resentment all over his body, "Who?"

"you guess."

Listening to the smiling voice, Song Ci knew who this person was without guessing, wasn't it the young master of the Zhou family?

"I said Zhou Tairong, why are you here again?" Song Ci's face was full of impatience.

Zhou Tairong raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder, and there was a bit of complaint in his words: "You are really, every time you want to talk to you, you run away, and you don't show any mercy."

Song Ci sneered: "Young Master Zhou, please don't, I can't bear it."

Seeing Song Ci joking with him, Zhou Tairong lifted his eyebrows and eyes, and the emotion in those eyes immediately turned into real sharpness, and the corners of his lips curled up into a smile.

"Little Ci'er, I think you really like me."

Song Ci frowned, and said casually, "I don't like you."

"Then how can you fall in love with me?" Zhou Tairong asked, those dark eyes were full of Chicheng.

Song Ci frowned slightly, always feeling that there was something in what he said, and that the more he said it, the more wrong it became, he raised his hand and knocked Zhou Tairong's hand out: "Get lost, unless you die."

Hearing Song Ci's cold words, Zhou Tairong suddenly laughed thoughtfully, "Is little Ci'er free today?"

"No time."

Song Ci got up and wanted to drive him out.

Zhou Tairong smiled mysteriously: "I know where brother Shen Yu's hospital is..."

Sure enough, when Song Ci heard this, she stopped her footsteps, and looked at Zhou Tairong with some inquiring eyes: "What do you want?"

"I don't want anything, I just want to have a meal with Xiao Ci'er."

Zhou Tairongsheng's white smile looks good, even if he has the air of a playboy It's really hard to see: "Please, my little nephew."

"Eat as soon as you eat, how can there be so much nonsense." Song Ci dragged Zhou Tairong out expressionlessly.

……

Obviously going to an ordinary noodle shop can solve the problem, but Zhou Tairong decided to go to some foreign restaurant to eat foreign food. This restaurant was newly opened in the past two years, and Song Ci had never been there.

The orange lights, the scenery outside the window, the crystal chandelier on the roof, the surrounding color models and green plants... The atmosphere is really good if nothing else.

Zhou Tairong ordered two coffees, one of which was pushed in front of Song Ci, "Taste it."

Song Ci didn't like these things, and when he took a sip, he became bitter. He really didn't understand why those people loved it so much.

He raised his hand and put it aside, "I don't drink coffee."

"I just put sugar and milk for you." Zhou Tairong waved his hand to signal him to taste it.

Song Ci would never taste it if he didn't like it, so he went straight to the point: "The food is eaten, and the place is here, tell me where is the person?"

"Little nephew, do you fall in love with Shen Yu?" Zhou Tairong squinted his eyes to see the expression on Song Ci's face.

Song Ci paused, like...?How is it possible, he is just curious and interested in this person, wants to know everything about him, and understand his character.

Besides, Shen Yu is also a girl, how could he... Even if it was, let alone him, even Shen Yu herself couldn't accept it.

Song Ci narrowed his eyes, "I just want to be friends."

"Really?" Zhou Tairong understood at the moment Song Ci was in a daze, and he just pressed a question: "Is it really as simple as just being friends?"

Song Ci listened to Zhou Tairong's aggressive words, his brows and eyes were indifferent: "What do you want to say?"

A dark light quickly flashed across Zhou Tairong's eyes, and then he looked lazy again, "It's nothing, just kidding."

Zhou Tairong was afraid that he would really annoy him, so he immediately stood up and patted him on the back, "Little Ci'er, little uncle just thinks the atmosphere is too monotonous and wants to find a topic to talk to you, since you don't like it, then I will talk to you." Don't say it, I swear it will be fine, don't be angry."

Zhou Tairong is really flexible, no wonder he is so open-minded. Song Ci specially learned about him some time ago, and he has been doing well in foreign countries for the past few years.

Song Ci was too lazy to listen to what he said, "Tell me which hospital Shen Yu's brother is in?"

"This." Zhou Tairong took out a note with himself from the pocket of his suit and handed it to him. He smiled even though he was wearing a suit, he didn't look so refined anymore, but he was a bit gangster.

Song Ci slapped away the hand that was about to cling to his neck, his eyes were as sharp as a knife: "I'm making a move, chop it up."

(End of this chapter)