The male god pretends to be deep, 100 misses

Chapter 180 189: Man Xi, see you tomorrow [4]

After the short supper time passed, Gu Yanchen sent Song Manxi and the others back to the Song residence, and all the previous conversations were treated as jokes.

Qi Ranran and Yu Ya drank some wine later, Song Manxi was forcibly banned from drinking by Gu Yanchen due to physical reasons, and the final result was: she had to give up.

The first two people got out of the car first, Qi Ranran was relatively drunk, and Yu Ya was still sober, so she helped her into the door.

Song Manxi got out of the car carrying the satchels of the three people, and after closing the rear door, she turned her head and thanked Gu Yanchen who was in the driver's seat.

"Brother Yan Chen, it's too late now, you go back first, I have work to do tomorrow, I'll invite you back later."

After finishing speaking, the two who were worried about getting drunk had to walk away.

But he was still stopped by Gu Yanchen.

His behavior was a little weird tonight. Although he forced an explanation later, Song Manxi still felt lingering fear. He paused for a while before turning around and answering with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Because of the dark night, she couldn't see his eyes, but she could feel a different kind of depth and depression.

"It's nothing, see you tomorrow." Gu Yanchen nodded to her.

"Oh." She responded, turned her head and took another step or two, then turned around and asked, "See you tomorrow?"

Gu Yanchen's smile was a little forced, and he replied casually: "Oh, that means goodbye, Manxi, goodbye."

Song Manxi stared at him for a long time, lowered her eyes and shook her head helplessly. It seemed that she was frightened by his jokes today and started to be dazed. She raised her hand and waved gently at him: "Yeah , Goodbye, Brother Yanchen."

After finishing speaking, he walked quickly inside.

The smiles on the faces of the people in the car gradually subsided, the hands holding the steering wheel were unconsciously clenched, and the eyes were deeply chasing the figure of the person who was walking fast, until the figure disappeared for a long time before he stepped on the steering wheel. He pushed the accelerator and rowed the car out.

See you tomorrow?
The meeting tomorrow will probably be an unprecedented storm.

Life and death, love and hate, all in one thought.

In one thought, eternity.
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"Young Master, Young Master?" Xu Zhe called out to the people sitting in the back seat several times, but got no response. Looking back through the rearview mirror, there was an almost pale face in the middle of a little fire.

Even Xu Zhe, who had been addicted to cigarettes for five or six years, could barely stand the smog.

Jun Xiao had already smoked several cigarettes in a row, and he was not allowed to open the windows. If it wasn't for the exhaust fan on the air conditioner, Xu Zhe would have had a convulsion.

They have been following Song Manxi and his party since they left the house, because it was night, and he was able to do a good job of following them through the darkness.

When he hugged her by the river, she didn't resist, and the people behind all saw it. At that time, Jun Xiao was holding a plastic cup in his hand. It was Xu Zhe who saw that he hadn't drank water for a long time, and specially handed it to him. Yes, who knows, that scene just took place, and when he was a little surprised watching, the sound of plastic rubbing behind him pulled his gaze back.

Just one look, just one look.

Xu Zhe hurriedly pulled several layers of tissues and handed them to him.

But Jun Xiao didn't pick it up, and held the plastic cup tightly with his right hand. The quilt was deformed, and the sharp part pierced his palm. The blood gradually slid down the cup and his arm, and dripped under the car seat. It blooms like a plum blossom.

Jun Xiao ignored him all the time, and kept his eyes on the two people not far away. He didn't let go until their hug was loosened. He took the tissue that Xu Zhe handed over and held it in his hand, but just said a word Not sent.

　Arsenic: I'm back, insist on daily updates. . .persevere. . .I can't keep going and tell everyone, physical reasons, physical reasons, physical reasons, but I am working hard. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)