When the cold wind poured in, Chen Nian trembled and looked up subconsciously.
The visitor was tall, dressed in a black windbreaker, with slender legs and his hands inserted into the windbreaker pocket at will.
The man's ink hair was fragmented, covering his eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were as bright as stars, his eyes were deep and narrow, and his eyes were dark.
There is a little charming and cold cinnabar mole next to the Phoenix Tail butterfly's eye tail. It is very beautiful with the lazy pick up of the eye tail.
He wore a black mask on his face. He couldn't see clearly, but he was sure he looked very good.
Yan Zhiqiu came over with cold frost.
Now it's gradually autumn. It's really cold.
"Qingqing."
Shen Wanqing stood up and stretched, "here we are."
Yan Zhiqiu came over and nodded. He looked down at the wrist watch. "It seems that I'm early."
He sat down and casually took off the mask on his face.
Shen Qingzheng was about to speak, but he heard Chen Nian cry out, "fuck! Yan God!"
The voice was loud.
The people in the Internet cafe immediately turned around and asked Chen Nian.
"Yan Shen? Where is it?"
"Where?"
"Someone just called Yan Shen, right? Did I hear you right!"
"Who is calling my idol?"
For a moment, Internet cafes were boiling, and some people wanted to come over and ask Chen Nian in detail.
Chen Nian knew later and explained flustered to Shang Shen's eyes with the tip of his eyebrows.
"Nothing... Nothing..."
He said incoherently, "I just saw Yan Shen's game video against IW on my mobile phone. I'm just a little excited."
"Cut, I thought Yan God had come here!" the crowd gave a disappointed cry.
But they also think it's reasonable. After all, they also know that Yan Shen can't appear in places like Internet cafes.
As the crowd dissipated, the agitation disappeared.
Chen Nian was relieved.
He turned around, but his relaxed body froze again with Shen Wanqing's smiling eyes.
"Qing... Sister Qing..."
Shen Wanqing raised his eyebrows lazily, "huh?"
Chen Nian was stiff and suddenly turned to Yan Zhiqiu's cold eyes. His brain began to be confused.
Yan... Yan Shen
The living Yan God is sitting in front of him now!
Chen Nian looked at the boy's handsome face and swallowed his saliva.
"Yan Shen?"
Yan Zhiqiu raised his eyes coldly in front of him and said, "well."
Chen Nian took a cold breath, "it's really Yan God!"
After Chen Nian sighed, he looked at Yan Zhiqiu's intimacy with Shen Wanqing, and then suddenly remembered what Shen Wanqing had just said to him in his mind.
Sister Qing said her boyfriend was coming to her
Chen Nian's eyes narrowed and exclaimed, "autumn?"
The 748 chuckled in his mind, "ha ha ha! I'm so silly!"
A trace of consternation also rose in Shen Wanqing's eyes, followed by a shallow smile in the middle of his eyebrows.
After Chen Nian blurted out, he saw the young man's deep and cold eyes, which looked at him blandly.
Chen Nian secretly gave himself a mouth and immediately changed his mouth, "Yan Shen, are you... Sister Qing's boyfriend?"
No wonder sister Qing called her boyfriend Qiuqiu
It turns out that Qiuqiu is Yan God!
Um... Yan Shen = Qiu Qiu
Chen Nian couldn't help laughing.
Such a rigorous and cold Yan God has such a soft and cute Title behind his back!
Is it a nickname?
I don't know if it's Chen Nian's illusion. He always feels that when he asks this sentence, Yan Zhiqiu, who used to look cool in front of him, suddenly becomes a little kinder.
"Yes," replied the young man.