At this time, Shu Cheng kept banging with a lollipop in his mouth and sang: "how lonely invincible is, how empty invincible is. Alone at the peak, the cold wind blows continuously. Who can understand me?"

"Bang Dang -" the can was thrown into the dustbin, interrupting Shu Cheng's sound.

Guan Yufei looked at Shu Cheng and raised his eyebrows slightly. His dark eyes lit up a stream of blood, just like the light in the eyes of the protagonist when he met his opponent in a hot-blooded cartoon.

Shu Cheng felt that the eyes of the "can boy" only revealed one sentence: "draw the sword, boy!"

Guan Yufei's desire to breathe fire in his eyes made Shu Cheng feel that the boy was really hopeless.

Four eyes are opposite.

The indifference and laziness in Shu Cheng's eyes and the blood surging in Guan Yufei's eyes seem to be a battle between evil and justice.

This war is about the life and death of mankind and the peace of the world!

Of course, all this is just Guan Yufei's fantasy.

In fact, they just looked at each other for a second, nothing!

"Beep -" the mobile phone SMS prompt sound starts.

Shu Cheng, who was stimulated by the middle two sick teenagers, quickly took out his mobile phone and looked at the flashing unread text messages on the screen.

As he turned away, he put on his headphones and amplified the sound of heavy metal music in his mobile phone.

Ignoring Guan Yufei, who kept calling her name, click to open a text message——

[message content: when will you be back? -- Rong Junyi]

Shu Cheng took out his hat, put it on his head, pressed the brim of the hat, and the bright red corners of his lips rose with a ruffian radian.

[message content: what? Baby missed me. - Shu Cheng]

Rong Junyi's Obsidian eyes were dark. Lying on the bed where Shu Cheng had been lying, he felt that his self-control, which he had always been proud of, was completely broken in front of the child.

The child can't beat or scold. Except for bed education, there seems to be no place to control her. It's just that the child's relatives always come in time.

[message content: you have to pay a price to stir up fire. -- Rong Junyi]

Shu Cheng shrugged and paid the price!

She wants to sleep. Ah Xiaorong is not a day or two. Shu Cheng picks her eyebrows. Her dark eyes are full of interest. The man who only has verbal threats is so cute!

I really want to overwhelm my kiss!

Of course, Shu Cheng will know whether what men say now is a verbal threat.

Now Shu Cheng only thinks that his men are more and more lovely and sexy. He really wants to kiss!

[text message content: now send me a photo. - Shu Cheng]

Shu Cheng's tip of the tongue crossed the red lips, and the way he bowed his head to play with his mobile phone was uploaded to the Internet by passers-by. Even if it was plain face, even under the lens of passers-by, the photos of teenagers were very handsome and provocative.

Rong Junyi looked at the young man's request and his deep black eyes darkened.

[text message content: [picture] - Rong Junyi]

The picture is the ceiling of Shucheng's house.

[message content:....... - Shu Cheng.]

Shu Cheng looked speechless for a while and curled his mouth. Why does the baby want a picture of the ceiling? What the baby wants is your fruit photo!

[text message content: don't do it or tease it. – Rong Junyi]

[message content: no provocation. As a member of the art department, it is necessary to understand and observe human body art. - Shu Cheng]

[message content: do you want to know more about human body art? -- Rong Junyi]

Shu Cheng blinked and felt the vinegar smell across the mobile phone screen.