Happy Boys: From the time of meeting the drunk Song Qian

I want to stay away from here.

Deng Xiaoqi and Wang Yidi were a little ready to make a move.

Huang Zhitao was very happy.

He took out his cell phone and took a photo with Su Chen.

Looking at the photos inside, I feel as happy as a child getting a toy.

I don't know if it was her delusion.

Su Chen seems to be more handsome.

Could this be idol blessing 18?

Huang Zhitao covered her face with her hands to prevent herself from acting too exaggeratedly.

Su Chen smiled and said, "We see each other every day. Are you so happy?"

"Of course."

"We were all classmates before, but now..."

Huang Zhitao was embarrassed to say it.

Qiao Yingzi added: "Now that I am an idol and someone I like, my mood is naturally different."

Deng Xiaoqi, Wang Yidi and the others also wanted to take a group photo.

Lin Miaomiao and Chen Jiajia also want to join in the fun.

Su Chen didn't refuse either.

"Beep!~ Congratulations to the host for reaching 100 million fans in total and winning the title of [Rice Fan Master]. After receiving the title, every 1 fans increase will increase the fan cohesion by [-] point."

Su Chen was a little puzzled.

He has been writing books for several years now, and has not to mention 5000 million fans.

There should still be two to thirty million.

He originally thought that there was no option for fans in the achievement system.

It turns out that I am not a big enough fan?

"What are the standards for this big fan?"

"You can't be a crazy fan, right?"

Su Chen felt that there must be some idiot fans among the iron fans.

But iron fans are definitely not all idiot fans, like Huang Zhitao.

He should also be among the iron fans.

Finished taking pictures.

It was almost dark.

Qiao Yingzi invited everyone to eat next door.

Lin Miaomiao asked everyone to get something from the refrigerator.

Su Chen was the last one.

Getting ready to go.

Found Song Qian standing at the door.

"Sister Song, let's go eat."

Song Qian looked at Su Chen in a daze.

A pair of eyes stared at Su Chen.

This little bastard seems to be more attractive.

Song Qian blushed and looked away.

"I was watching Vblog today and saw something happened to you, so I wanted to see how you were doing."

"I'm fine."

As soon as Su Chen finished speaking, Song Qian rushed into his arms.

Hug him around the waist.

Take a deep breath.

"You little bastard, you didn't tell me there are so many beauties around you, but you still set your sights on Jingjing."

Song Qian looked up.

There were traces of water in a certain eye.

"And Li Meng and Yang Tao, you are very naughty."

"Hi~"

Su Chen only felt a soft feeling in front of him.

It's like being wrapped in marshmallows.

Very comfortable.

"Sister Song, can you not let me put down the dishes first?"

With Nephrite in her arms, Su Chen really wanted to do something.

But his hands were firmly occupied by the dishes.

If you want to take action, you must first put it down or throw it away.

Song Qian raised her head and smiled slyly.

"As soon as the plate is put down, you will bully me, which seems good."

"It would be nice if I could be so honest every time I hold you."

Just when Su Chen made up his mind and was about to throw the plate away.

Song Qian suddenly left.

"It is said on the Internet that hugging can make a person happy and relax. Although I don't know if you relax, I am indeed very happy."

"Mom! Su Chen!! What are you doing? Come over for dinner soon!!!"

Song Qian took a plate from Su Chen's hand.

The two went next door together.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was very strange.

Everyone would look at Su Chen from time to time while eating.

Logically speaking.

They should have gotten used to Su Chen's presence.

But he still couldn't be ignored.

This made Su Chen not know for a moment whether it was his sense of presence or his charm that was causing trouble.

It was night after all.

His charm value is doubled.

Looking at the red-faced girls on the table.

Su Chen couldn't eat normally for a while.

eating.

Song Qian suddenly thought of something.

The corners of his eyebrows twitched.

Looking at Su Chen.

"I read online that you are the one who writes like a god?"

"real or fake."

"About...it seems...maybe...[-]% true."

Su Chen scratched her head.

Song Qian's expression remained unchanged, but her eyes narrowed.

"If I remember correctly, this author seems to be very rich?"

Su Chen: "Ah, usually rich."

Song Qian: "So which house do you live in?"

Su Chen: "I bought it."

Song Qian: "..."

Lin Miaomiao: "..."

The two were quite helpless.

I used to think that Su Chen had worked hard to make a living and finally rented this house.

Song Qian even found him a roommate because of this incident.

A look at the results.

Compared with Su Chen, her family's money is nothing at all.

Song Qian was furious for a moment.

This guy.

Hidden really deep!

"Then I haven't heard you mention it, and why did I find you a roommate?" Song Qian asked softly.

There was a different kind of brilliance in his eyes.

Su Chen laughed dryly: "You haven't asked, so I didn't say anything."

Song Qian: "Then is there anything else you're hiding from me?"

"I promise, it's gone." Su Chen said seriously.

What I want to say about my parents.

It's just that you didn't give it a chance.

This shouldn't be something I'm hiding.

Half an hour passed.

The dinner was finally over.

Qiao Yingzi took Huang Zhitao and Wang Yidi to review.

Su Chen helped Song Qian wash the dishes in the kitchen.

There is only one sink in the kitchen.

The two of them could only stand together.

"Why are you all staring at me while eating? Is there something on my face?"

Su Chen just wanted to confirm the situation.

But Song Qian seemed to have misunderstood.

"Whoever is staring at you, I just don't know where I'm staring when I'm eating, okay?"

Seeing her duplicity, Su Chen laughed.

Suddenly I remembered what happened at home.

There is nothing that cannot be placed here.