She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 685 [Fan Wai] The boat will not cross me (7)

When Shen Jiayu finished his work and returned to the bar, Chen Zhou had already tasted all the cocktails on his wine cabinet, and at this moment, he was lying on the bar counter and playing with his fingers leisurely.

Shen Jiayu didn't go there, leaned lazily on the door frame, and called him at the door: "Master Zhou?"

Chen Zhou fiddled with his fingers for a while, then raised his head slowly, and looked at him quietly with his chin propped up: "Concubine Shen?"

Shen Jiayu straightened up slowly, put his coat on the side of the sofa casually, and then walked towards him.

Chen Zhou continued to look at him quietly: "Concubine Shen, do you know? There are 360 ​​bricks and stones in your palace, but I have stroked each of them countless times, and 31 of them have broken into pieces. Crack, otherwise how will I spend this long night waiting for you?"

"..."

A sudden showmanship.

Shen Jiayu was very cooperative, with slightly frivolous eyebrows and eyes, and his voice was gentle but cold: "Okay, baby, it's my fault, it's all because I treated you badly, I will take you back to the bedroom right now, and I will definitely let you warm up in Furong's tent." Spend the spring night."

As expected, Boss Shen did what he said. He stuffed the man into the car with him, drove all the way back to his home, and finally threw the man into the bathroom.

Of course, things didn't go in a weird direction.

The two of them each occupied a bathroom and after taking a shower, they didn't do anything indescribable, but sat on the sofa facing each other.

"Okay, I won't talk to you about these things anymore." Shen Jiayu took out a pack of cigarettes from the lower drawer of the coffee table, knocked out one, and bit it in his mouth, "Let's get down to business."

Chen Zhou ran all the way from Lecheng without saying a word, there must be something wrong.

In the past, every time Chen Zhou came to play with him, he wanted to tell him half a year in advance, what kind of welcome banquet was prepared, and it was made with great fanfare, just like some provincial leaders came to guide the work.

Shen Jiayu lowered his eyes, touched the lighter and came out, lit the cigarette he was biting in his mouth, and turned his head to look at Chen Zhou: "Do you want it?"

Chen Zhou didn't speak, just reached out his hand and took a cigarette out of the cigarette box, lit the cigarette between his fingers in his lighting posture, bowed his head and took a deep breath.

Shen Jiayu looked at him with unclear eyes: "Brother, tell me, what's going on, you ran all the way here, don't you tell me that I came to visit the grave?"

Seeing his expression, Shen Jiayu almost had the illusion that he was about to kneel down on the spot, take sacrifices to pay homage to himself, and cry for himself by the way.

"Going to the grave?" Chen Zhou bit his cigarette, looking thoughtful, "Not here to go to the grave, but it's about the same."

Shen Jiayu: "?"

A cigarette was half lit, Chen Zhou picked it up, took out a note from his trouser pocket, and handed it over.

Shen Jiayu didn't understand why he took it, glanced quickly with his lowered eyes, and then raised his eyebrows in surprise.

This is an address.

Chen Zhou leaned back, leaned against the back of the sofa, and asked endlessly, "Is this address easy to find?"

Shen Jiayu took out his mobile phone and looked it up on the electronic map: "It's in Yunchuan District, No. 121 Chang'an Street... Chang'an Street should belong to the old city, so it might not be easy to find."

Shen Jiayu looked up at him again: "Who are you looking for?"

Chen Zhou's expression paused, and his eyes were a little dim in the smog.

(End of this chapter)