When Gong Sichen went home, Luo Xiaochan 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, and looked in the direction of Gong Qianyin's house, feeling sullen in his heart.
He called Gong Qianyin's phone.
She hung up Gong Sichen's phone.
Gong Sichen looked anxious, what is going on with her He sent a text message: Gong Keke, what kind of nerve are you sending You actually hung up the phone of Young Master Ben.
Gong Qianyin lay on the bed, looking at the message on her phone, she deleted it.
Gong Sichen lingered at the door, he waited for half an hour, and still didn't see the reply text message, he went home angrily, and didn't eat dinner.
Gong Qianyin also likes to play League of Legends.
Gong Sichen sat in front of the computer desktop, looking irritable, in fact, it was nothing serious, he just felt depressed in his heart, and he clicked on the game record at will.
He saw that Gong Qianyin's record was a failure.
He finally logged in to Gong Qianyin's account, and he remembered that a few days ago, Gong Qianyin begged: "Gong Si Chen, Si Chen, Chen Chen, you help me fight from bronze to diamond, you are the most handsome, you are the coolest." ” Gong Sichen refused.
He decided to play all night for her today, and the fastest bronze to diamond speed was three nights.
Little by little, time passed.
He hit one hit after another, sleepy and tired, his hands were sore and his neck hurt, but he still persevered, staring straight at the screen with a pair of black eyes, so that both eyes were red and swollen.
Two o'clock in the morning.
Gong Qianyin couldn't sleep, she warned herself not to deal with Gong Sichen, but she still couldn't help but reply: Why were you sleeping at that time.
After she finished texting, she hugged her head and scolded herself for being ashamed.
Gong Sichen glanced at the mobile phone screen next to him lit up, he quickly opened it and saw that it was Gong Qianyin's short message, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a handsome smile appeared on his tired face.
Gong Sichen: Wake up, are you hungry?
Gong Qianyin: I'm hungry, so why can't you still want to bring me food?
Gong Qianyin: Don't talk about it, Miss Ben continues to sleep.
Gong Sichen rubbed his eyes, with a faint tired look on his face, he suddenly got up and took his wallet and mobile phone and went out Gong Qianyin likes to eat preserved eggs and lean pork porridge and fried steamed buns.
Gong Sichen rode a motorcycle and hooked his lips: "Gong Keke, don't be moved to cry later."
It's raining.
Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, interspersed with lightning bolts.
Gong Sichen secretly scolded: Is there such a mistake so unlucky He sped up to the supper club, his black hair was instantly wet and dripping with rain, but fortunately he was wearing a leather jacket, and his body was not completely soaked.
The owner was going to close the door.
Gong Sichen quickly stopped the motorcycle and wiped the rain on his face: "Boss, can you help me make a porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, as well as fried steamed buns?"
The boss hesitated.
Gong Sichen took out a hundred yuan: "I can give you double the money." ” The boss spoke: "It's raining so heavily outside, I'm going to go home, you see, I've packed it all up." ” Gong Sichen's tone was pleading: "Please." ” The boss asked, "Boy, are you buying a supper for your girlfriend?"
Gong Sichen was slightly stunned, and he just opened his mouth to explain.
The boss smiled ambiguously: "If you buy it for your girlfriend, I'll make it for you." ” Gong Sichen nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I bought it for my girlfriend" His face was red.
The boss smiled: "Then I'll help you do it now, but I'm the only one left in the store, you know, the reason why my shop's business is good is that I sit in front of the stove and burn wood, and I can't do it." ” Gong Sichen rubbed his wet hair and said with a smile: "I'll help you burn it" The boss doubts: "You will" Gong Sichen glanced at the unfamiliar stove, as well as the firewood next to him, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "It should be, probably, maybe, maybe" oshow7 t1706231537: