Ten minutes passed, the car was motionless, and I was impatient, Song Shiyao couldn't wait to get off the car and walk over, "It's only one kilometer, Song Chi, let's go over."

Song Chi collapsed in the back seat as if he was an old man, and he was distracted, "I'm so cold that I want to go there yourself."

It happened that Zheng Kexin sent a message in the group that she had arrived, and successfully met with Zhou Xianyu and waited for everyone at the door of Daimaru Department Store.

Song Chi shared his positioning and sent a cute emoticon pack of milk tea rats sending flowers: It will be here soon!

Then a carp thrust open the car door and pulled Song Shiyao down together. She thought she was tedious and full of princess disease. She had to take the car at this point, and she was so coquettish.

Uncle Lin smiled and watched the brothers play, reminding him: "See you in the early morning."

Song Shiyao's fist became hard and couldn't help it. She punched Song Chi in the back of her head, which said, "I deserve a beating, come and beat me up."

Song Chi staggered, quickly holding the riverside with his hands, and starry eyes were raised, "Song Shiyao, what are you doing? Fortunately, I react quickly, otherwise I will fall down and turn into a chicken with soup!"

"It's a pig that's fallen, not a chicken that's fallen."

After a long time, the stars in front of him dissipated. Song Chi gritted his teeth and said, "You wait."

Song Shiyao made a face and ran forward after doing bad things. Song Chi gritted his teeth, and the man roared, "Song Shiyao, don't run--"

Song Shiyao let out a barbell laugh, looking back at Song Chi, and raised her middle finger with a beating, "Spicy chicken, I can't even catch up. Who do you want to chase after? Do you rear-end?"

"Hey, Song Shiyao, walk to show me the front, be careful-"

Song Shiyao hit her head in the arms of the man in front of her. The man was very kind and helped her.

"Sorry..." Song Shiyao rubbed her forehead and raised her head, stunned for a moment, "What a coincidence Su Chen."

Cheng Hao, who was beside him, coughed lightly and expressed his presence. Song Shiyao then discovered his presence and turned to smile at him, "What a coincidence, Cheng Hao."

A trace of surprise flashed through Su Chen's eyes, and the next second he frowned, "Is it cold?" Why did he wear so little?

The winter wind in the south is cold and wet, not to mention that it is still by the river, and the wind is even stronger. Song Shiyao wore a sweater and a gray pleated wool high-waisted skirt paper, and a knee-length white down jacket on the outside, with the zipper open.

He is really a warrior.

"Not cold at all." This down jacket is particularly warm for Canadian goose. You can go out by wearing a short sleeve in winter.

Su Chen half-hung his eyes and looked at her exposed legs without saying a word.

"It's really not cold. I'm wearing a bare-legged artifact, with velvet inside." At this time, a gust of wind blew, and my lower body cooled down. Song Shiyao, who said she was not cold, sneezing three times in a row.

Su Chen's face became colder.

"It's an old troll."

Cheng Hao originally wanted to ease the atmosphere, but it turned out to be even colder.

Su Chen held Song Shiyao's hand, frowned, and his hands were very cold.

Cheng Hao had envious eyes and learned that he held his hands in the name of keeping girls warm.

Song Chi caught up with Song Shiyao. When he was away, he held his hands. He put his hands in his pockets without squinting his eyes. He penetrated straight between the two of them, and pushed Su Chen away, "You are blocking the way, let me go."

Su Chen & Song Shiyao: “…”

Song Chi walked away for a while and shouted at the three people behind him impatiently, "Why are you standing there? Come on and follow me."

Ke Xin is waiting in a hurry.

Song Shiyao's hand was in the down jacket pocket, and Su Chen had no chance to touch her hand again. Her lips were pursed into a cold straight line, and cold air was emitting around him. He looked in a bad mood, mostly because he was worried about what she was wearing. Song Shiyao thought about it, stretched out her hand to hook his little finger, comforted him, "I have four warm babies on my body, it's really not cold."

It was really not cold at first. Su Chen was angry that the temperature around him dropped ten degrees, and Song Shiyao felt cold after realizing it.

"Yeah." But I still wear too little.

He stared at Song Shiyao's earrings for a long time, "Good."

Song Shiyao touched the earrings, raised the corners of her lips, and there was a faint expression between her eyebrows, "I also think these earrings look good." Song Chi gave it, and the straight man's eyes were still good after he opened his eyes.

Su Chen whispered: "I'm not talking about earrings."

Today she put on light Japanese makeup, sweet and cute, and her lipstick is a strawberry-colored mirror lip gloss. She has a half-bunny head and looks very tender. He heard a passing boy saying that this junior high school student is so cute.

What is it if it's not an earring? Song Shiyao looked up at him and blinked her eyes.

Cheng Hao's goose bumps all over the floor.

Su Chen's lips moved.

"Yaoyao, we are here!"

"Senior Sister Song——"

Song Shiyao ran towards their arms like a wild horse that broke free from reins. Zhou Xianyu and Zheng Kexin each hugged Song Shiyao, and Song Shiyao gave them the gift.

"Hahaha, you just stood next to Su Chen. From a distance, it looked like a father took his daughter out for the New Year." The height difference between 1.88 and 1.58 meters, the little bun behind Song Shiyao's head just exceeded Su Chen's shoulders.

Zhou Xianyu put on makeup and looked beautiful and aggressive. From a distance, he looked aloof and cold beauty, but now he looks like a hilarious beauty who is laughing... like a silly beauty in her head.

Song Shiyao sneered, "Are you short? You're so pretty?"

After scolding Zhou Xianyu on a daily basis, Song Shiyao raised Zheng Kexin's chin and looked closer and carefully, "You look so beautiful today, you dressed up specifically for me?"

Zheng Kexin was uncomfortable when she put on makeup for the first time. She was praised by Song Shiyao and suddenly became confident again, "Really, is it true?"

"I made it for her." Zhou Xianyu leaned on Zheng Kexin's shoulder and raised her eyebrows proudly, "I just said she looked very good, but she didn't believe it."

"By the way, Yaoyao, I took a shower before seeing you go out." Zhou Xianyu lifted up his sleeves and stretched out his arms, "I also used my newly bought body lotion, look."

Song Shiyao touched her chin seriously and commented, "Well, it's not bad, it's fragrant and smooth."

Zheng Kexin then touched and sniffed, and it was indeed the case.

Song Shiyao added another sentence, "Like an eel." She hid behind Su Chen before Zhou Xianyu got angry.

Zhou Xianyu gave a heavy breath, and Zheng Kexin patted her on the back and told her not to get angry. Cheng Hao, who couldn't observe his words and expressions, continued to joke with this sentence, "Why must it be an eel, a loach, and it can't climb up?"

Hunting, killing, time and moment.

Zhou Xianyu exuded all his anger on Cheng Hao, and the two of them chased each other and soon ran away.

The phone in Su Chen's pocket shook, from Cheng Hao: The light bulb is driving you away.

Asking about the topic of shower gel, Song Shiyao lifted up the sleeve tube and exposed Yingying's wrist, holding her on tiptoe to Su Chen's nose, "Smell."

"My shower gel?" Su Chen bent down.

"Yes, your shower gel smells good. I went to the supermarket to buy the same model after taking a shower at your house yesterday. We smelled the same. Hehe."

Now both of them have a faint citrus flavor and their clothes are lavender, just like couples.

Su Chen looked at her, Song Shiyao's figure reflected in her pupils, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "Well, it smells nice."

Song Chi stood next to Zheng Kexin naturally and looked down at her, "Are you cold?"

Zheng Kexin lowered her head and looked at her shoes, "It's not cold."

Song Chi learned Su Chen's trick just now, grabbed Zheng Kexin's little hand and rubbed it twice, "The hands are frozen like ice, I'll give you warmth."

Zheng Kexin's face was so blushed that she followed the paint, and Song Chi urged the two of them to leave quickly with her eyes.

Song Shiyao pulled the corner of Su Chen's black down jacket and swallowed, "Let's stop being a light bulb. The salted fish Cheng Hao people are gone, so let's take a walk together."

The night market snack stall not far away is fragrant for ten miles, arousing the greed in people's stomach. Song Shiyao ate a lot at home, and when she smells the fragrance, she becomes greedy.

Song Shiyao hesitated in the face of a wide range of delicious food, and Su Chen asked: "What's wrong?"

Song Shiyao was a little confused, "I want to try everything, but I have a small appetite..." She followed the 'empty action' and would never waste it.

"It's okay, eat together."

Song Shiyao looked at him in surprise, "Don't you have a cleanliness obsession?"

Su Chen lifted his eyelids, and a hint of astonishment appeared on his white face, "Do you know?"

"Yes. Cheng Hao bought a small octopus ball before and asked you to eat it together. I looked at you with a longing, but I refused. I expected that you would have a cleanliness obsession."

However, people who have always been obsessed with cleanliness go to the grove to pick up Xiaobai, but they are willing to sit on the ground. It seems that they really like cats.

Su Chen stared at her, and the corners of his tense lips relaxed, "It seems that you have paid much attention to me in normal times."

Song Shiyao looked at him strangely, "You are my deskmate. We are so close to you, I think it's hard not to pay attention to you."

Su Chen choked.

This person is usually smart, so why is it so amazing whenever it is critical?

It’s good if you don’t have a clean obsession. Song Shiyao bought a copy almost everything, left the crowd, walked to the corner of the road, and sat on the bench to share it together.

Twenty skewers of squid skewers, fire dragon skewers, 60-year-old vermicelli, octopus meatballs, fried chicken, and two cups of milk tea were dried.

"It's comfortable, I've been thinking about the vermicelli for several days, it's delicious."

After eating, Song Shiyao collapsed on the chair, raised her legs and touched her round belly, just a toothpick. Thinking of a handsome guy beside her, Song Shiyao wanted to put on the zipper of the down jacket to cover the pop-up belly, but suddenly she felt that the scene seemed familiar. When she met her in the library, she also gave Su Chen some popular science.

In front of him, she had long had no image.

Song Shiyao suddenly remembered something and asked Su Chen, who had just returned from throwing the trash, "Are you staying at home by ten o'clock?"

She regretted it a little, and had known it, she would have called Su Chen to come to her house for the New Year's Eve together.

"Go to the hospital."
To be continued...