Thirty-ninth Raiders

"It's so bitter, why do you like to drink this kind of thing?" Zhuge Fu stuck out his tongue after finishing drinking, frowned and put down the cup.

His face was not angry and pretentious, "This stuff is not as good as soda at the street stall."

Seeing his good coffee drank up in a few sips, Duck couldn't help but push his glasses: "That's not how you drink coffee."

"Drinking is just to quench your thirst. What else can you pay attention to?" Zhuge Fu turned to look at him, paused, and said affirmatively, "S?"

"No, I'm a duck." The duck calmly patted his cuffs.

"You kid, I didn't expect you to look like a dog!"

Zhuge Fu also sighed in surprise. Mo Zisang on the opposite side immediately laughed and fell to the ground: "Hahahahaha! Look, everyone has the same evaluation of you, you look like a dog hahaha!"

"..." Duck pouted, "I'm just being flirty online."

When everyone was bickering and arguing happily, Yu Chu suddenly saw a familiar car across the street. She sat up involuntarily, looked into the car eagerly, Su Yanbai got out of the car, and closed the door.

Today, the boy is dressed in snow-white casual clothes. He has a slender and good-looking figure. He is wearing a black peaked cap, and the brim of the hat is slightly pressed down.

Mo Zisang and the others also noticed it. Mo Zisang couldn't help but smacked his mouth: "Wow, the boy over there is so handsome, much handsomer than our school's schoolboy, and has temperament. If S grows like this, I won't argue with him, and give up little Miaomiao to him with both hands." he."

Through the glass of the coffee shop, Yu Chu looked at the boy's figure.

Duck ordered a cup of coffee again, closed the menu, and took a look, "It's really good. But S is so low-key in the game, it shouldn't be like this in reality. If I look like this in reality... what game do I still play, girl Tiantian Keep changing."

Zhuge Fu slapped him on the back of the head, "Hahahaha! Makes sense!"

The duck's black-rimmed glasses were almost knocked crooked, and he straightened them calmly.

Mo Zisang was speechless: "You think God S is like you! You know how to flirt with girls."

"All men are like this." Duck shrugged and replied, "Even if you don't say it on the surface, it's the same in your heart, no exception."

"That's right." Zhuge Fu agreed.

While the few people were talking, Yu Chu kept looking at Su Yanbai's figure, watching him walk from the car, and walked into the coffee shop with slightly lowered eyes.

"Hey, he really came here." Mo Zisang murmured.

The beautiful boy came straight over, took off his peaked cap and stopped by the table, glanced around, and said in a low, cold voice, "Hello."

Everyone stared at him blankly.

The boy said indifferently: "I am S."

"..." Mo Zisang opened his mouth wide.

Duck and Zhuge Fu also looked at his face strangely.

"It's fine in the game, but the real conditions are so strong..." Duck muttered.

Zhuge Fu exclaimed, "Master? I didn't expect you to be so young and so good-looking. It's the kind of pretty face that the rich wives in our community most want to have."

"Can you talk?" The duck bumped him.

Zhuge Fu realized that the joke was inappropriate, and was about to make amends, when the dark eyes of the young man at the table looked straight at Yu Chu in the seat, and smiled faintly:

"Really? It's a pity that someone has already hired me."

Their table was for six, and Yu Chu's other side was still empty.

He walked to the seat over there lightly, opened the seat and sat down, looking at Yu Chu with his chin propped on one hand.

Mo Zisang shouted: "My God, isn't it, my god, you launched an offensive against our little Miaomiao just after we met? You are too anxious!"

Yu Chu was fine at first, and had been in a relationship for a while, but now he was almost used to being stared at by the great god. But when Mo Zisang yelled at her, she was thin-skinned and still blushed and lowered her head in front of so many people.

Su Yanbai raised his eyes indifferently: "If you don't rush, you will lead me astray."

"I can't beat you!" Mo Zisang was now indifferent to winning or losing, and rolled his eyes, "You have won with this face, not to mention you are especially good at teasing. Sincerely, you are better at teasing than ducks." too much."

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, expressionless, and looked down at Yu Chu, "Thank you for the compliment."

"..." Yu Chu lowered his face.

The atmosphere of the few people was warm, and no one noticed that the wind chime in front of the coffee shop rang again.

Zhuge Fu sat on the outside and saw the person first.

Mo Zisang suddenly felt that his clothes were being torn, so he turned his head.

The white and tender little boy stood behind, frowning and asking seriously: "Sister Meow?"

"I'm not." Mo Zisang replied subconsciously, staring blankly at Xiaozheng's cute face, "You, you, you can't be..."

Knowing that she was not Seven Meow, the little boy let go of his hand, turned to look at Yu Chu next to him, and then smiled friendly, "Sister Meow Meow!"

He walked over with Ultraman's schoolbag on his back, held the armrest of Yu Chu's chair, and smiled, "I said that sister Miaomiao is not like that, with such a strong perfume that chokes people to death."

Yu Chu: "..."

Mo Zisang next to him was really furious: "What the hell are you talking about! You little brat!"

Xiaozheng flashed too sharply, and walked towards the opposite seat with his schoolbag on his back. When he faced Mo Zisang, his face was sullen, his coldness returned, and he curled his lips: "Are you a die-hard loyalist? It's really the same as in the game. You're just bluffing."

Mo Zisang was furious, slapped the table and stood up, with his hips on his hips and gnashed his teeth: "In the game, you always said that you must log off when the time is up, but in reality today, let me see how you run! I will not give you a good education, you little brat. Not Mo Zisang!"

"Auntie, wait for me ten years later, when I grow up to your age, you can fight me one-on-one, otherwise it's not fair."

Yu Chu couldn't help admiring that every sentence of Xiao Guyan could accurately hit the thunder point of Chuchu's diehard fans. Sure enough, Mo Zisang almost exploded when he heard this sentence: "Ten years?? I'm an aunt??"

Da Mo Gu Yan was not afraid of death and said: "Sister Miao Miao is the elder sister, and you are the aunt."

"You little brat..." Mo Zisang was about to go up and beat him up, but was stopped by Yu Chu, who couldn't help but smile and asked Damo Guyanzhi: "It turns out that Little Guyan is a boy, what's his real name? "

Mrs. Xiaozheng replied, "Tang Mo, Tang Mofei of Tang Dynasty."

Yu Chu nodded, "Are you really in the fourth grade, and you came here by yourself?"

"Mom brought me here by car, Sister Miaomiao, she saw you outside just now, and said she thought you were very kind." Xiaozheng said as if offering a treasure.

Su Shen, who was silent all the time, raised his eyes to look at Tang Mo, and suddenly lowered his eyes and asked, "You are the only one in your family? Are you the only child?"

Tang Mo nodded, "I'm the only child, I'm the only one in the family."

"Oh." Su Yanbai's eyes lighted faintly.

"What's wrong?" Yu Chu asked him curiously.

The boy's eyes were slightly bent, and he shook his head, "It's nothing, just asking."

Xiao Zhengtai blinked and looked at them.