Chapter 50 Wolf-hearted, ungrateful

"Then why do you come to Nanqiao? The information technology in Jiangning is probably more developed."

"have friends."

It turned out that the two of them deliberately avoided the matter of the university during their conversation, Cheng Xuran murmured: "The South Bridge is also very good, the cherry blossoms in March are very beautiful."

"Is it snowing here?" Song Yan asked coldly, looking up at her.

Under the unclear light, Cheng Xuran's heart tightened, her heart seemed to be caught by something, her breath was suffocated, and then she smiled: "It hasn't rained in the past few years, but it has rained and sleeted twice, and it fell to the ground. It just melted.”

Song Yanqing pulled his lips and laughed.

Cheng Xuran didn't understand what he was laughing at.

"Song Yanqing!" A grumpy voice came down from upstairs, "Damn it, how many bottles did you drink into me last night, and you tricked me into writing code while I was drunk, right?"

The voice was bright and hoarse like thunder, and Cheng Xuran subconsciously looked up.

A tall man walked out from the living room on the second floor, wearing big pants and flip-flops. His upper body was bare, his muscles were tight, and his left arm had a large tattoo along his shoulder, which was visually shocking.

At this time, he was looking down with a head of hair that was growing to cover his eyes, and his face was very bad.

There is actually a kind of artist's scribbled and decadent temperament, but the flowery arm...it really is the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right!The social atmosphere is very arrogant, like a big brother in the underworld.

Then call him Brother Flower Arm.

If you look like this, you shouldn't be afraid of being beaten. He's the treasure of the store. Could it be that he was the friend Song Yanqing mentioned?

Cheng Xuran stared at him in shock for two seconds, with a polite smile on her face.

Wu Shaoyang froze when he grabbed his hair, and he still had a bit of self-doubt that hadn't woken up, so he spit out a dirty word: "Fuck."

Song Yanqing frowned, standing next to the counter, grabbing something casually and throwing it at it, with a cold expression on his face: "Put on your clothes!"

30 seconds later, Wu Shaoyang quickly put on a vest and walked down, looked at Cheng Xuran, and smiled: "Song Yanqing's female classmate?"

It was a clear and meaningful tone, with insight into something, as if he had known her before.

Did Song Yanqing mention her?How can it be.

But... speaking the truth after drinking, if Song Yanqing gets drunk and complains about the events of the year, and scolds her for being a wolf-hearted, ungrateful, shameless and shameless snob, it is not possible, it is impossible.

Cheng Xuran glanced at Song Yanqing cautiously, smiled at Wu Shaoyang, and said with beautiful and hopeful eyes: "Hello."

Wu Shaoyang smiled sullenly, and said hello, classmate, and took the time to look in Song Yanqing's direction.

"Aren't you going to eat? You go ahead." Song Yanqing said.

"When can I..." Wu Shaoyang touched the cigarette case and took out the umbrella, "I'll settle the score with you later."

"Leave the umbrella." Song Yanqing said without raising his head, his thin wrist rested on the metal edge of the notebook, and his voice was flat, "She will use it when the rain subsides."

Wu Shaoyang: "..."

Damn, you're so good at picking up girls, you still use my umbrella to make me rain for your love, right?

#Because I have been drenched in the rain, so I tried my best to tear other people's umbrellas
Maybe it was because Brother Hua-Arm's eyes were too dangerous. Cheng Xuran was really worried that Song Yanqing would be beaten. She glanced at the heavy rain outside and said, "It's okay. I don't need to. Just wait until the rain stops."

Song Yan glanced at her, coldly: "It rains until the afternoon, you can't wait, just let him go out and borrow an umbrella."

Cheng Xuran frowned and looked at the weather forecast. It was indeed a mistake. She couldn't stay here all day.

Wu Shaoyang threw down the umbrella and went out: "Take the umbrella, I'm rough, and I'm not a girl."

 Overhauled chapters 17-26, if you have time, you can re-read it, the text has been edited crazy, I will continue to write during the day, I can’t stand it anymore, I love you, good night

  
 
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