Zhou Chi choked.

Shen Huan stepped forward, held the front of the motorcycle with both hands, and smiled.

The man became more and more puzzled: "What on earth do you want to do?"

"Make a friend, my name is Shen Huan."

"Why should I be friends with you?"

"Because I want to make friends with you."

Zhou Chi was so angry that she laughed out loud: "You think, I have to cooperate?"

Shen Huan nodded, "That's the best."

"..."

In his previous life, Zhou Chi would hardly refuse any request she made.

"This...Miss Shen, how can you get out of the way?" Zhou Chi looked tired, "In that situation just now...I'm in a bad mood right now, I hope you can understand."

"Excuse me for what? That you just broke up? Or that your girlfriend cheated on you?"

The bloody wound in his heart was painful, Zhou Chi frowned, his expression distorted.

He is a very fair boy with thick eyebrows, big eyes and delicate facial features. If Shen Huan remembers correctly, he is two years older than her and is only 21 now.

At the age when he should have gone to college, he rode his motorcycle through the streets delivering takeaways. When he had free time, he would just stay at home and play games.

But that face is indeed good-looking, and he is tall and tall, with a mature charm that is not found in his peers. It is no wonder that a hypocritical money-worshiping woman like Feng Shuangshuang fell in love with Zhou Chi in the beginning.

After all, male sex is delicious.

"It's so ugly."

Zhou Chi was startled: "What did you say?"

Shen Huan raised his eyes: "I said, your sad face is so ugly."

"It's none of your business!" No matter how good-tempered the person is, he is annoyed.

Shen Huan's smile did not change: "Why is it none of my business among friends?"

"Who is your friend?"

"You!"

Zhou Chi suddenly felt helpless as if his fist had hit cotton.

Shen Wen took out the motorcycle key and put it into his bag. Now, he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

"What do you want to do?" Helpless, depressed, and frustrated.

"Actually, besides running at top speed, there is a better way to spend your time."

A quarter of an hour later, an Internet cafe.

Shen Wen slapped her ID card on the counter: "How much does it cost to open a private room?"

"How many hours do you want?"

It was already twelve o'clock at noon, and she had to return to Shen's house before six o'clock in the afternoon, "five hours."

"A total of one hundred and fifty yuan, cash or WeChat?"

Shen Huan opened her backpack, which was full of stacks of red tickets. She casually took out two of them and said, "The rest will order two takeaways for us."

"good."

Shen Wen took a step forward, then suddenly stopped, turned around, and waved to the man: "Why are you standing there? Follow me!"

Zhou Chi didn't move, looking around with some disgust.

My ears were filled with the sound of typing on the keyboard and clicking the mouse, accompanied by swear words from time to time. It was noisy and confusing, and the smell was very unpleasant.

Seeing that he didn't move, Shen Huan sighed, fell back, and pulled him inside.

His eyes fell on his arm, which was grabbed by a slender white hand. It was cold and tingling. Zhou Chi pursed his thin lips tightly and suddenly felt an inexplicable strangeness. This feeling was both strange and strange. Deja vu.

"Don't worry, the private rooms are all soundproofed. You can't hear the noise outside, and there's no smell."

The weird feeling became stronger and stronger.

Zhou Chi: "How do you know I like to play games in a quiet environment?"

Shen Wen paused and blinked: "Isn't it all like this? Are there still people who like noisy and smelly environments?"

"Have we... known each other before?"

After giving him a deep look, Shen Huan said, "Of course I know him."

"when?"

"An hour ago."
Chapter completed!