At this time, Shu Cheng sang a lollipop in his mouth, and sang: "How lonely is invincibility, how empty is invincibility, alone in the peak, the cold wind blows constantly, my loneliness, Who can understand me!"

   "Kang Dang——" The can was thrown into the trash can, interrupting Shu Cheng's cries.

  Guan Yufei looked at Shu Cheng, raised his eyebrows slightly, his dark eyes ignited a wave of blood, just like the light that burst into the eyes of the protagonist in a **** comic when he met his opponent.

  Shu Cheng felt that the expression in the eyes of the "can boy" only revealed one sentence: "Draw your sword, boy!"

  The desire in Guan Yufei's eyes that was about to breathe fire made Shu Cheng feel that this young man might really be out of help.

  Four eyes face each other.

  The indifference and laziness in Shu Cheng's eyes, the blood surging in Guan Yufei's eyes, and the gazes fighting each other, seems to be a battle between evil and justice, a destined battle.

  This battle is about the survival of mankind, the peace and peace of the world!

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

  In fact, the two of them just looked at each other for a second, nothing happened!

   "Beep——" The mobile phone text message prompt sounds.

  Shu Cheng, who was stimulated by the second-year secondary disease teenager, quickly took out his mobile phone and watched the unread text messages flashing on the screen.

  While turning around and leaving, putting on the headphones, the heavy metal music sound in the phone amplifies.

  Ignoring Guan Yufei, who kept calling her name, clicked on the text message——

  【SMS content: when will you come back? ——Rong Junyi】

  Shu Cheng took out his hat, put it on his head all at once, pressed the brim of the hat, and the corners of his red lips raised a fluffy arc.

  【SMS content: how? Baby missed me. ——Shu Cheng]

  Rong Junyi’s obsidian-like eyes were gloomy, lying on the bed Shu Cheng had been lying on, feeling that the self-control that he had been proud of had completely broken in front of the child.

  This child cannot be beaten or scolded. Apart from bed education, it seems that there is no place to control her. But the relatives of the child always come in such a timely manner.

  【SMS content: There is a price to pay for the fire. ——Rong Junyi】

  Shu Cheng shrugged and paid the price!

  It’s not a day or two that she wants to sleep A Xiaorong, Shu Cheng raised her eyebrows, her dark eyes were full of interest, and only the man who threatened verbally was so cute!

  I really want to overwhelm my dear!

  Of course, Shu Cheng in the future will know if what the man is saying now is a verbal threat.

  Currently, Shu Cheng only thinks that his man is more and more cute as he looks at him, and his figure is also sexy. He really cannot bear to want to kiss him!

  【SMS content: send me a photo now. ——Shu Cheng]

  The tip of Shu Cheng’s tongue crossed her red lips, and the look of her head down playing with her mobile phone was uploaded to the Internet by passers-by. Even without makeup, even the pictures of the teenagers under the lens of passersby were handsome and seductive.

  Rong Junyi looked at the boy's request, his deep black eyes darkened.

  [SMS content: [Picture]——Rong Junyi]

  The picture is the ceiling of Shu Cheng’s house.

  【SMS content: ……—— Shu Cheng. 】

  Shu Cheng looked speechless for a while, and curled his lips. Why does the baby want a ceiling photo? What the baby wants is whether your fruit photos are good!

  【SMS content: if you don't do it, you will mess with it. ——Rong Junyi】

   [SMS content: No, as a member of the art department, it is necessary to understand and observe body art. ——Shu Cheng]

   [SMS content: Do you want to learn more about body art? ——Rong Junyi】

   Shu Cheng blinked his eyes, feeling that the vinegar smell can be smelled through the phone screen.