Zhou Yun appeared from the side with his teeth bared and his hand raised.
Su Miao turned to look at him.
"Miss Su, do you need any help? I'm free." Zhou Yun blinked, very sincerely.
It's quite sunny outside. Miss Su must be thirsty and wants help buying water.
Jiubeifan: "..."
Are you stupid, you just want to be taken advantage of, right?
Delivering food isn't fun, it's tiring.
"You are free, right? Send me a takeaway." Take advantage of any advantage, otherwise you will miss it.
Zhou Yun: "Ah?"
No...don't you want to drink water?
"Sorry for the trouble, thank you, little friend Zhou." Su Miao put the takeaway in his hand, and then put her coat and mobile phone in his hand.
Zhou Yun: "!!!"
This operation was truly unexpected by him.
But since I agreed, I can't break my promise.
He took out his mobile phone and clicked on Wuba Tongcheng.
In this way, Zhou Yun successfully got rid of the takeout job and spent 200 yuan. This operation shocked Jiubei Chan. Why didn't he think of it before?
If he had known earlier, why would he have been exposed to the sun all day?
After quitting the takeout job, Su Miao took Jiubei Tan to watch Mu Cheng and his team play with her.
Mucheng and the others are all very good-looking, especially in the e-sports circle. Their looks are so good that they were surrounded by fans on three floors of their competition venue.
Jiubeifan sneered lightly with his thin lips, "They just haven't seen good things. Are they half as good-looking as my brother?"
"I'm not sure whether they are half as good-looking as you, but there is one thing they definitely can't compare to you." Su Miao said slowly.
"What? Is it physical fitness? Jiu Beiquan is very confident.
Su Miao retorted decisively, "No, it's your shame."
Jiubeifan: "..."
Friendship has to be on a first-come, first-served basis, right? Mu Cheng is better than him, right?
Mu Cheng is a treasure, but he is a grass, right?
They really couldn't squeeze into the front row, so they had to give up in the end, but Zhou Yun found a good seat. There was a noodle shop on the second floor of the clubhouse, where they could clearly overlook the competition site.
Su Miao sat down. She didn't immediately go to see the competition downstairs. Instead, she picked up the menu and browsed it. Finally, she chose beef brisket noodles.
As soon as the menu was put down, Jiu Beiquan took it over. He looked at it for a few minutes and didn't know what to eat. Finally, he chose the same dish as Su Miao, but he asked the waiter to change the noodles to thick noodles.
The waiter looked embarrassed and said, "There are no thick noodles in the store."
"How come there isn't? Noodle shops all have thick ones." Jiubeifan was dissatisfied.
Su Miao picked up the teapot next to the dining table and took out the cup from the tray, "Do you have to eat the thicker ones? Are you afraid of eating the thinner ones because the connotation will be reflected on you?"
Jiu Beiquan was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize what Su Miao meant.
He glared at Su Miao angrily, "You're talking nonsense, I didn't, I..."
Realizing that there were still people present, he did not say the next words.
Junyi's face turned red from suppressing his emotions, and his charming peach blossom eyes were filled with anger, like a puppy with fried hair.
Zhou Yun took the tea from Su Miao, lowered his head and suppressed a smile.
What is this called? Those who speak poisonous words will eventually be poisoned by others. This is the legendary retribution.
The waiter also wanted to laugh but didn't dare, and was in great pain.
Zhou Yun looked at the waiter and made another cut, "Three bowls of beef brisket noodles. It doesn't matter if there are no thick ones. I don't think it's connotative."
Jiubeifan: "???"
If eyes could cut people, Zhou Yun's body would already be covered with daggers.
Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows.
Jiu Beiquan was so angry that he kicked him, and Zhou Yun screamed in pain.
Su Miao also knew not to tease him too much, so she reached out and touched his head, "Okay, you are good, we are not angry."
"The small and thin ones are also very cute. We go for the delicate style."
Jiubeifan slowly turned his head: "???"
You might as well not say anything.
So angry.
Zhou Yun couldn't help laughing anymore.
If Beifang's mouth is poison, then Miss Su's mouth is damage.
"What are you laughing at?" Jiubei Fan shouted.
He is not refined, not refined at all, so angry!!
This thing can't prove itself. If it proves itself, it would be a hooligan, and it might be broken by Su Miao.
Su Miao clenched her chin to look at Jiu Beiquan's hairy face. Seeing how angry he was, she couldn't help but want to stroke his hair.
The noodles were brought out quickly.
Zhou Yun pushed the noodles in front of Jiubei Tan, "It's okay, not too thin."
Jiubeifan: “…”
You can't make it, right?
He couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the noodles away, "I won't eat anymore."
Su Miao didn't even look at him, but lowered her head and started eating, as did Zhou Yun.
Jiubeifan: "???"
Don't you want to coax him?
Seeing the two of them engrossed in eating, Jiu Beiqian swallowed.
Is this noodles so delicious?
He rolled his eyes and picked up the chopsticks, "I feel like I've ordered everything, so I don't want to waste it."
After saying that, he lowered his head and started eating.
Don't tell me, it's really delicious.
Five minutes later, the three of them were leaning back on their chairs, looking like they had eaten and drank enough.
At this moment, Su Miao was willing to cast her gaze downstairs, with a toothpick in her lips, full of mischief.
Jiu Beifan saw her like this.
I really doubt her purpose. Does she really want to watch the game, or does she simply not want to deliver food?
Downstairs, Mu Cheng and Gu Siming worked together to perfectly kill a target.
"Beautiful." Zhou Yun couldn't help but admire.
He also plays this game, but he plays it as an amateur to pass the time.
Su Miao glanced at him and quickly returned to Mu Cheng.
pretty?
How can they be called beautiful after taking such a long time to win against such a weak opponent?
Jiu Beiquan was not interested in the game and was playing with his fingers in boredom.
Su Miao looked at it for a few more minutes and then looked away. She took out the cigarette case from her pocket. She didn't smoke because she was indoors, but it could be seen from the way she fiddled with the cigarette case that she was quite impatient.
Jiu Beifan noticed her impatience, "Are you addicted to smoking? There seems to be a smoking room here."
"It's not that I'm addicted to smoking, I just want to express the essence of Chinese culture." How could they be like this? They should all go deliver food instead of playing games.
The game can be over already tomorrow, but Gu Siming, the butterfly, insists on wandering.
Will he die if he doesn't hang out for a day? He has to make the little girls in the audience scream, right? Just enjoy it like this, right?
"Why?" Jiubeifan asked.
Zhou Yun looked sideways, with curiosity on his face.
"There's no reason." Su Miao didn't want to continue reading and stood up.
"Where to go?"
"go for a date."
After saying that, he left quickly.
This Su Miao really didn't lie, she really made an appointment.
In the evening, the afterglow of sunset shines.
The man stood casually under the tree, his black hair was coated with a beguiling halo by the rays of the sun, his broad shoulders and narrow waist, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a blurred halo, everything seemed so unreal.
Su Miao walked around the shadow of the tree and walked over.
The man turned around when he heard the sound, and his eyes brightened when he saw the person coming.
