Quick Transm: Vicious Male Supporting Strategy Manual

Jiang Chen had no choice but to turn around and take out the food in the refrigerator, and pulled the person to close the kitchen door.

"Then you eat something first, there is a banquet at home, and they have to chat for a long time before eating."

Song Yan bit his cigarette and gave the other party a lazy sideways glance.

Jiang Chen puffed out his cigarette, "Smoking less, it's not good for your health." After speaking, he pressed it into the ashtray and extinguished it.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and sat down at the dining table, "It's quite lenient."

"I am kind."

Song Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and refused to deny it.

But obviously don't agree.

I just picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dishes on the table, and slowly and gracefully ate every bite.

Jiang Chen originally didn't want to eat it.

But seeing that the other party's food looked delicious, he also took chopsticks and started eating.

However, it was cold as soon as I entered.

Immediately spit it out, "It's so cold, how can you eat it?"

Song Yan rested his chin in one hand and gave him a lazy sideways glance, but said nothing.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to snatch the other party's chopsticks, put the dishes into the microwave oven for two laps, and put them on the table under the meaningful gaze.

The two of them just had a mouthful and made do with each other.

Finally, after eating, Song Yan elegantly put down his chopsticks and took a tissue from the table. "Tell me." He wiped the corners of his lips while speaking, "Please ask me for anything."

Jiang Chen was taken aback.

Song Yan slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "There is no need to explain the relationship between the two of us. You came to me, and you can't think of any reason other than asking me for something."

Jiang Chen: "..."

After a pause, he had no choice but to say, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I just made an appointment to meet you."

Song Yan laughed sarcastically.

Obviously don't believe it.

Jiang Chen: "..."

"Are you in debt from gambling?" Song Yan suddenly narrowed his eyes after being silent for a while.

"Ahem..." He choked on a mouthful of Coke, and Jiang Chen wiped his mouth speechlessly. "Can't you say something nice?"

Song Yan raised his eyebrows.He took another cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Xiaochen, where are you, Xiaochen?" Suddenly Mother Jiang's voice came from outside.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and stand up, "Wait for me."

Song Yan didn't say a word, just lazily biting on the cigarette, smoking one after another.

"Here we come." Jiang Chen responded and went out.

At that time, the mobile phone in his arms vibrated suddenly.

Song Yan frowned and took out his things.

Bai Qing: [Brother Song Yan, I really know that I was wrong, and I won't cheat again in the future, I like you...]

Bai Qing: [Brother Song Yan, didn't you say you wanted to choose an engagement ring for me last time...I'll be back next week, okay...]

Bai Qing: [Brother.Don't ignore me, okay...]

Some upset.

Song Yan frowned and rubbed his temples.

I couldn't help but think of Bai Qing's usual way of acting like a baby with herself.

A little soft.

It is conceivable that the other party cheated one after another.

He didn't want to forgive the other party.

"Buzzing—"

Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

Song Yan's eyes flashed and he subconsciously slid his phone away, only to find that there was no caller ID.

"Buzzing buzzing—" there was another burst of noise.

Song Yan paused, narrowed his eyes and looked at the table.

He saw a familiar mobile phone vibrating on the table.

Jiang Chen's phone...?

Ignoring it, Song Yan glanced at it and continued smoking.

However, a few minutes passed.

"Buzz buzz—" the phone vibrated again, making the noise annoying to people's ears.

Looking at the closed kitchen door, Song Yan frowned.

I thought about it.

He simply smoked the cigarette from his mouth, went around and walked to the table, picked up Jiang Chen's mobile phone and prepared to give it to someone.

"Ding dong~"

But at that time, a text message popped up suddenly.

Song Yan glanced down subconsciously.

【Jiang Chen, do you really like Song Yan? 】

【Then do you want to confess to him~】

There was a sudden pause under his feet, and Song Yan stopped in place while walking.

Seeing the text messages constantly popping up on the screen, he froze for a moment and froze there.