My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 488: Deception, goodbye?

On a quiet night, except for the headlights on the front of the highway, there was only a little light reflecting the cursor on the road rail. After driving for a long time, there was no other car in sight.

In the spacious carriage of Land Rover, Song Zhiwen drove attentively. Yang Guo in the back seat squinted his eyes to rest while holding Qiqi, who had just fallen asleep. No one spoke, as if the whole world had lost its voice all night. The movement.

After a long time, a rustling sound came to mind. It was Yang Guo who put Qiqi back on the angled baby safety seat and buckled the seat belt.

Pat Song Zhiwen on the shoulder to signal him to change. After so many days, Song Zhiwen naturally understood the meaning of Yang Guo, and he stopped the car at the next service station.

"Go to the toilet first." Song Zhiwen jumped out of the driver's seat, closed the door and said to Yang Guo.

"Okay, you go first." Yang Guo twisted his waist, did a stretch, and laughed. Yang Guo didn't worry about leaving Qiqi alone in the car, so he went after Song Zhiwen.

When I came back, Yang Guo saw Song Zhiwen leaning against the rear of the car, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, looking at the sky in the direction of Kunming at an angle of 45 degrees.

"Don't go to bed?" Yang Guo also passed, took a sip of water, and asked.

"Not too sleepy." Song Zhiwen said, "Wait a moment, let me breathe."

The two stood like this, quietly admiring the sky in the wilderness. If the galaxy was erased, the night sky would be as dense as ink stained.

"You know, you gave the address of our hotel, we won't go back again, right?" Yang Guo's faint voice broke the silence of the night.

"I know!" Song Zhiwen was silent for a while before saying. His voice is a little brisk, but it's not completely unburdened like he used to be.

In the ethnic village of Xishan in Kunming, after Chen Anlan was defeated by Yang Guo, I asked Yang Guo for the address. I don't know why, Song Zhiwen spookyly took out the hotel receipts and showed them to Chen Anlan, telling her that the hotel where they lived in Kunming still had room numbers.

However, this hotel had already vacated the room when they left at Yang Guo in the morning, and they had planned to go to Dali overnight, that is to say, what Song Zhiwen told Chen Anlan was false information.

At that time, Yang Guo had a constipation expression. Looking at Song Zhiwen, I didn't know what he was pumping again. It's just that Yang Guo didn't expose him. Song Zhiwen should have his own reason for doing so.

"She won't find us anymore!" Yang Guo said lightly.

Hey, Song Zhiwen squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand, and made a strange and obvious sound in this quiet atmosphere. He laughed and said, "Isn't it better not to find us? This little pepper, whoever touches who is unlucky, I don't want to come out to play and have a good mood is ruined by her."

Shrugging, Yang Guo said, "Well, I thought..."

"Why?" Song Zhiwen interrupted Yang Guo, and said first, "Old Guo, are you in love with Pepper?"

"I..." Yang Guo just wanted to refute, but was interrupted by Song Zhiwen.

"I don’t think Little Pepper is your favorite type? Isn’t it the kind, kind, long-haired, tall goddess that you like?" Song Zhiwen immediately gave him the ideal type that Yang Guo had told him before. Said it.

This is what Yang Guo said in college. I didn't expect that this guy didn't memorize a few words. I remembered all these useless ones. This standard of Yang Guo has only been drinking and chatting with Song Zhiwen. At the time, his girlfriend was Lu Yunran, and Lu Yunran could not meet so many conditions. Yang Guo did not dare to let her know.

Actually, the ideal type is just an ideal after all. Yang Guo has never regarded his ideal type as a criterion for selection. In front of love, most people are blind. At that time, Yang Guo, who was soaked in a honeypot, still regarded the ideal. Is type considered the same thing?

"Do you remember?" Yang Guo smiled, "Actually, there are none. These are just the advantages I think are good. Where can there be such a perfect person in the world?"

"So you just want to abandon your little sister and grab the little pepper?" Although joking, Song Zhiwen's tone was a little aggressive.

"How come! I belonged to my heart long ago, and the younger sister will never change until death!" Yang Guo patted his heart with a right fist and smiled.

After finishing speaking, Yang Guo frowned, turned to look at Song Zhiwen, and asked suspiciously: "Hey, that's not right, how do you say Chen Anlan, you are like a different person? Why are you so excited when talking?"

"Where is the excitement? How could I be excited by a violent woman who met by the water?" Song Zhiwen shook his head vigorously and said, "You think too much, I am worried about you, do you know?"

"Worry about me?" Yang Guo, which had some abnormalities and some insufficient EQ, was now crooked by Song Zhiwen's words, he asked suspiciously.

"Worry that the little pepper will entangle you!" Song Zhiwen said with a hate of iron and steel. "That girl is cute, but she is definitely a violent man. If you let her get entangled, it is really It’s not comfortable to fight for three days."

I was using idioms again... Yang Guo looked at Song Zhiwen speechlessly, and he said: "What did she hit me for? Isn't it just normal martial arts communication?"

"I'm afraid too! Look at her look at me, she just wanted to find a chance to teach me a lesson, so, for safety, hey, I also told the first lie in my life cheeky!" Song Zhiwen hypocritical To say.

"The first sentence in life?" Yang Guo was amused by Song Zhiwen, "You are the first sentence in your life. So many ignorant girls in college were deceived by you. What counts?"

"It's OK, the hero doesn't mention the courage of the past. We have released a new page in the new year." Song Zhiwen waved and said.

"Okay." Yang Guo sighed, and said with some regret, "It's all done, and it's useless to say anything. I just feel it's a pity."

"What a pity?" Song Zhiwen looked suspiciously at Yang Guo~IndoMTL.com~ Wouldn't you really like Little Chili? What attracted you to her? Tong Yan? "

"How do you put these in your head?" Yang Guo said dumbfounded, "I think it's not easy to meet a person with good kung fu in this age, let alone learn Tai Chi."

Indeed, if it wasn't for the **** Song Zhiwen to mess around, Yang Guo would be really interested in discussing with this girl again!

Song Zhiwen didn’t know why he let out a sigh of relief. He shook his head and walked to the car door. Before pulling the car door, he suddenly looked back and smiled: "You said it earlier, I will introduce my grandpa Let you know about it!"

"Fuck you!" Before Yang Guo scolded him, Song Zhiwen had already got into the back seat. The old man practiced Tai Chi, can this be the same?

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