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Chapter 1786 Touched by Coco 1
When Gong Sichen came home, Luo Xiaojiang said that Gong Qianyin, Gong Beibei, and Gong Mianmian did not come to the house to skate.

Gong Sichen whispered: "Didn't you say it?"

He suddenly looked disappointed, stood at the door, looked towards Gong Qianyin's house, feeling bored in his heart.

He called Gong Qianyin.

She hung up Gong Sichen's call.

Gong Sichen looked anxious, what's going on with her?He sent a text message: Gong Keke, why are you so crazy?He actually hung up on Master Ben's phone.

Gong Qianyin lay on the bed, looking at the messages on her phone, she deleted them.

Gong Sichen lingered at the door, he waited for half an hour, but still didn't see the reply text message, he went home annoyed, and didn't even eat dinner.

Gong Qianyin also likes to play League of Legends.

Gong Sichen sat in front of the computer desktop, looking irritable, but it was nothing serious, he just felt bored, so he casually clicked on the game record.

He saw that Gong Qianyin's record was a complete failure.

He finally logged into Gong Qianyin's account. He remembered that a few days ago, Gong Qianyin begged: "Gong Sichen, Sichen, Chenchen, can you help me get from bronze to diamond? You are the most handsome and you are the coolest."

Gong Sichen refused.

Today he decided to fight for her all night. The fastest speed from bronze to diamond would take three nights.

Time passed little by little.

He hit one after another, tired and sleepy, his hands were sore and his neck ached, but he still persisted, staring straight at the screen with a pair of black eyes, so that his eyes were red and swollen.

Two in the morning.

Gong Qianyin couldn't sleep, she warned herself to ignore Gong Sichen, but she still couldn't help but reply: What are you doing?I was sleeping at that time.

After sending the text message, she held her head and scolded herself for being ashamed.

Gong Sichen glanced at the screen of the mobile phone next to him and it was on. He quickly opened it and saw that it was a short message from Gong Qianyin. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a handsome smile appeared on his tired face.

Gong Sichen: Are you awake?Are you hungry?
Gong Qianyin: I'm hungry, so what?Could it be that you still want to bring me food?
Gong Qianyin: Stop talking, Miss Ben will continue to sleep.

Gong Sichen rubbed his eyes, with a tired look on his face, he got up suddenly, took his wallet and mobile phone and went out...

Gong Qianyin likes to eat porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat, and fried steamed buns.

Gong Sichen was riding a motorcycle, pursing his lips: "Gong Keke, don't be moved to cry later..."

It's raining.

Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, with streaks of lightning from time to time.

Gong Sichen cursed secretly: Did you make a mistake?so unlucky?

He speeded up to the nightclub, his black hair was instantly wet and dripping with rain. Fortunately, he was wearing a leather jacket and his body was not completely soaked.

The boss is going to close the door.

Gong Sichen quickly stopped the motorcycle and wiped the rainwater from his face: "Boss, can you make me a porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, and fried steamed buns?"

The boss hesitated.

Gong Sichen took out 100 yuan: "I can give you double the money."

The boss said: "It's raining so hard outside, I'm planning to go home...Look, I've packed everything."

Gong Sichen's tone was pleading: "Please."

The boss asked: "Young man, are you buying supper for your girlfriend?"

Gong Sichen was slightly taken aback, he just opened his mouth to explain.

The boss smiled ambiguously: "If I buy it for your girlfriend, I'll make it for you."

Gong Sichen nodded hurriedly: "That's right, I bought it for my girlfriend!"

He blushed slightly.

The boss smiled and said: "Then I will do it for you now, but I am the only one left in the shop. You know that the reason why my business is so good is that I sit in front of the stove and burn wood. I can't do it alone." Come."

Gong Sichen rubbed his wet hair and said with a smile, "I'll burn it for you!"

The boss doubted: "You will?"

Gong Sichen turned his head to glance at the unfamiliar stove and the firewood next to it, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "It should, probably, maybe, maybe?"

(End of this chapter)