"When will they arrive?" Chu Rong continued to ask.

Song Ci took the milk tea in Song Miao's hand and took a sip.

Hearing Chu Rong's question, Song Ci thought for a while, and shook his head: "Based on what I know about those guys, it's not necessarily."

Chu Rong and Song Miao looked dumbfounded, not necessarily the answer?

"Not necessarily?" Chu Rong's tone was puzzled, and he truly showed his incomprehension.

"Let's put it this way." Song Ci put the milk tea into Song Miao's hand, preparing to let Chu Rong and Song Miao know the terrible thing about those guys.

"Yeah." Song Miao and Chu Rong nodded at the same time, listening respectfully.

"These guys, we don't care about dinner or party. For example, it's two o'clock. They may arrive at twelve o'clock or four o'clock." Song Ci said slowly.

Chu Rong and Song Miao took a breath, meaning that they were not punctual.

"This time we said it was half past three." Song Ci continued.

Chu Rong and Song Miao took out their phones to check the time at the same time.

Boy, it's three o'clock now.

"If you want me to say, these guys who are not punctual are just standard bad fuck!" Song Ci continued to calm down.

Both Chu Rong and Song Miao were silent, a little confused as to what Song Ci meant.

Song Ci nibbled a candied haws and added: "The **** I said means to practice."

Chu Rong and Song Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid that Song Ci is literally.

It seemed that Song Ci was still a normal person without any psychological distortions.

"It's amazing enough to be so unpunctual," Song Miao said.

Song Ci smiled, not speaking, not being punctual, it is not easy to pass.

At least, those guys who didn't punctuality paid their due price.

Anyway, most of the money that Song Ci's predecessor had squandered was collected from this group of unpunctual guys.

Well, not being punctual.

"You guys should eat together too. We will go to watch the locomotive race next night. If we don't have enough food, there is nothing to eat over there." Song Ci said while eating.

Both Chu Rong and Song Miao were stunned.

They really didn't expect that Song Ci and the others were going to watch a locomotive race.

However, the problem is not watching the motorcycle race, the problem is that there may not be food there.

At this moment, Chu Rong and Song Miao didn't talk anymore, now, let's eat.

When Song Ci came along the road, they bought a lot of snacks.

Not only candied haws and candied chestnuts, but also rice cakes and the like.

Song Ci is now a real foodie, because now Song Ci really does not forget to eat it all the time.

When I went fishing before, I took a few packets of thumb biscuits.

Then, a fishing effort is over.

After Song Ci finished eating, Chu Rong was afraid of his dry mouth.

Alas, what kind of experience it is to have a boyfriend who loves to eat, Chu Rong feels that he is necessary to cook hard!

The three of them are in this, full of cosplay scenes, sitting on the terrace seats with no one on the side, their mouths constantly eating.

And there is also a hand warmer in hand.

It feels super weird when I look at it.

After finishing all the snacks in his hand, Song Ci took out his mobile phone and took a look. It was already three to forty.

"Those guys seem to have disappeared halfway through." Song Ci said blankly.

She came here for the locomotive race, and in the end she stayed in this Manzhan gymnasium for almost an hour.

"Why don't you call and ask?" Chu Rong took a sip of water and said.

Song Ci thought for a while and found a lot of truth.

"Okay." Song Ci nodded, found a number, and dialed it out.