The president's favorite: little friend, you are so sweet

Chapter 613 "Fuck! Are you ashamed?"

Under the midnight light, shining on the face of a mature man, that handsome and outstanding face seemed to be covered with a dazzling halo. He propped his cheeks and quietly looked at the road outside the window, his gaze seemed to be fixed on a certain place outside the window. place.

"Liang Shuo! Did you fall in love with orange juice? That's why you don't want to be my best man." Ye Feng clenched his fists and said fiercely.

Gong Shilang took a sip of beer and snorted coldly, "Is there something wrong with you, Ye Feng?!"

"Otherwise, why wouldn't he be my best man? Unless he likes orange juice—I see, Gong Shilang, don't be around him every day, he doesn't care about you at all!"

Not being his best man, Ye Feng decided to sabotage.

Bo Liangshuo coldly glanced at the man who was trying to provoke him. To this day, that slender but stubborn girl in Chengjue came to mind again.

"Talk? If you don't say it, it's the default!"

"You don't come to harm us! My brother gets married, and I have nothing to do with it, let alone other people!"

If you want to say this is cool, it is really cool.

Remembering that he had just returned to China and transferred to class three and two, the head teacher asked him to sit with Cheng Jue, and when other girls were flattering and fawning on him, the newly elected school girl, that delicate and refined girl, all day long Either drawing with a paintbrush, or looking up out of the window, the sadness on the brows makes the temperament even colder, as if the beauty of the iceberg rejects people thousands of miles away.

At first, he thought this girl was difficult to get close to, but one time when he heard Li Zhi and Xiang Jiabao in the front row tell a bad joke, no one laughed, and Cheng Jue laughed regardless of his image.

Only then did he know that she could laugh too.

Ye Feng felt that the guy in front of him was really strange, his face was gentle for a while, as if he was caught in some good memories, and his lover was obviously by his side.

"Forget it! If you don't want to be my best man, I won't force you! Gong Shirou, what about you?"

Ye Feng was very afraid that he would be rejected by this guy, in that case, he would only invite his brothers.

Gong Shilang smiled, raised his wine glass to clink with him, and took a sip of beer, "He and I put a quilt together, of course we are together."

"Fuck! Are you ashamed?"

Ye Feng didn't expect that the two most confident candidates would fall apart like this.

A group of angry.

So much so that he forgot that he was 'harmed' tonight by the most intelligent and foolish little breeze.

After the three parted, Ye Feng returned home annoyed.

On the way home in the car, Gong Shirou suddenly looked at his tired lover leaning on the passenger seat, "Do you really like orange juice a little bit?"

"You fart!" Bao Liangshuo stared angrily and kicked him angrily.

"Hey... I'm joking, don't take it seriously." Looking at the quiet night ahead, "Which house shall we go back tonight?"

"Is there something wrong with you?! Are we going back to Bo's Manor?"

Bo Liangshuo scratched his hair irritably, and kicked him again.

Gong Shilang had a good temper, smiled gently, freed his hands to grab his feet and threw them back.

"I thought you wanted to go back and see Little Breeze."

"..." Bao Liangshuo rolled his eyes at him, it's not his son, why go back and look? !
Gong Shilang reached out and scratched his hair carelessly, "Ah, ah, ah, let's go back to our own home."

When passing by the convenience store, Gong Shiro slowly pulled over and stopped, "I'll get out of the car to buy some supper, yogurt, and beer."

Bo Liangshuo still propped his cheeks and looked out of the window calmly. In the convenience store, which was as bright as day, a couple was sitting by the glass wall eating instant noodles, and he hit his throat.

I really want to eat a bucket of instant noodles before going home.

So he pulled out the car key and got out of the car, walked into the convenience store, "Let's eat a bucket of instant noodles before going home."

Gong Shilang paused as he dragged the shopping basket, and smiled suddenly, stroking the top of his head, "Okay. I'll eat braised beef noodles, you help me soak them, and I'll look for more if I need anything else."

(End of this chapter)