Rong Huang came out of the barbecue restaurant and glanced at his phone, showing that there was an unread message.

Rong Huang squatted on the edge of the road, with the mint in his mouth that he had brought from the counter. He bit it and rattled, his fingers rattled, and he sent a message to Zong Yan.

Seeing Zong Yan's reply, Rong Huang slapped his cheeks and went to the small supermarket next door to buy a bottle of milk, poured tons and tons of milk into the trash can, and then stood on the side of the road and waited for Zong Yan to pick her up. .

Rong Huang looked up from the phone screen when the car engine sounded.

"Rong Huang, haven't you picked you up yet?" Sang Lingxuan, who was sitting in the back seat of the taxi, asked Rong Huang with a smile, showing off and provocation in his eyes.

Rong Huang originally thought it was Zong Yan who came to pick her up, but he didn't want to be two nasty ghosts.

What to show off? What is provoking?

This king's man is much better than your neurotic hero, and this king is not rare.

Seeing Rong Huang bowing his head again, Sang Lingxuan smiled even more awkwardly, and glanced at Zong Bai next to him, "If you don't mind, you can carpool with us."

The back cover of Rong Huang's phone squeezed, indicating that he had never met such an arrogant woman.

"No need." Rong Huang looked down at the time and said with a smile, "The person who came to pick me up will soon be there."

Sang Lingxuan's eyes darkened, and she listened to her newly appointed boyfriend asking Rong Huang, "Is it Xiaoyan?"

Sang Lingxuan's hand holding the gift box tightened suddenly, so does Zong Bai still care about Rong Huang?

Rong Huang didn't bother to pay attention to him. After humming, he just didn't look at the two of them.

The taxi driver waited anxiously, and looked dissatisfiedly at the two people in the rearview mirror, "I said, are you going to leave? Everyone said that someone was coming to pick them up."

Zong Bai took a deep look at Rong Huang. The dim street lamp divided his handsome face into two parts, half in the light and half hidden in the dark.

Only Rong Huang, who was able to hear and see, saw how terrifying and hideous Zong Bai's expression and eyes were hidden in the dark, like a pool of thick and creepy gutter water, which made people feel sick.

The eyes of the two met, Zong Bai showed a domineering smile, as if saying, "Woman, you have caught my attention."

Rong Huang: "..."

Rong Huang could accept the phoenix disease, which recurred from time to time, but he didn't look at others like that.

It doesn't matter if she is a double standard, Rong Huang feels that Zong Bai is owed anyway.

The fist is hard.

The fist is hard.

Rong Huang took a deep breath and let go of his small fist.

Sang Lingxuan gave Rong Huang a vicious look where Zong Bai couldn't see it, his eyes angry, "Since Rong Huang has someone to pick him up, let's go first."

Zong Bai hesitated for a moment. Originally, he wanted to see Zong Yan, but now is not the time, "That's it, Rong Huang, pay attention to safety."

Rong Huang sat on the road fangs and rolled his eyes without restraint.

This broken hero is really annoying.

There was another engine noise, and Rong Huang turned his eyes and saw and heard the black car behind the taxi.

Rong Huang glanced at the license plate, which belonged to the Zong family.

The car lights turned on twice, because Rong Huang's gesture of raising his hand to cover his eyes went out instantly.

The rear door opened, and the handsome youth got out of the car, his legs wrapped in dark blue school uniform pants were straight and slender.

The dim light of the street lamp shone down, creating a warm light circle on the skin of the boy Yurun.

Zong Yan walked straight to Rong Huang and stretched out a hand, "Let's go, I will pick you up and go home."

Rong Huang put his hand on the palm of Zong Yu's hand unceremoniously, ready to use his strength to stand up, suddenly hissed slightly, his soft brows frowned slightly.