After the cold cannon fodder became terminally ill, the whole family was panicked

Chapter 34: Tame

In a coffee shop on a street corner in the downtown area.

The girl by the window is wearing a white dress.

Her long, soft, slightly curly hair fell from her white neck.

She was holding a book and a pen, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

I didn't realize it at all, but it has become the most beautiful scenery in the eyes of passers-by.

The system adjusted a wide-angle lens for itself, and was intoxicated: [The host's appearance is really amazing, it must be because it is bound to the cute me. ]

But he lowered his head again.

I saw the two books Chu Yan placed on the coffee table.

Wang Houxiong's College Entrance Examination Chinese

Unit Rolling Double Test Paper

The system complained: [Too cheap, what kind of Wang Houxiong, at least read the whole book of Oscar Wilde. ]

Chu Yan explained: [I can’t delay my college entrance exams because of my cultivation.]

System: [Then you have to collect them before he comes - ah, the target appears! ]

street corner.

According to Xu Zhilan, this is the closest cafe to the S City Martial Arts Association.

Although the map shows that there are several closer ones.

But they are all like Luckin Coffee, which Chen Songyu doesn't like.

Therefore, this place has become the best place to wait for the scum.

Chen Songyu walked into the coffee shop and inadvertently glanced at the guests dining in the cafe - his eyes immediately stopped on Chu Yan.

Some surprise, but more appreciation.

Because of his reunion with Xu Zhilan, he had no plans to look for new prey.

Little did he know that someone had already regarded him as prey.

Chu Yan met his gaze.

Then everyone saw that the exquisite girl suddenly stood up, and her cold features showed a polite but somewhat shy smile: "What a coincidence, Mr. Chen."

Her voice was gentle, yet filled with uncontrollable surprise.

Chen Songyu was stunned, but still walked towards her politely: "It's you——"

Then it got stuck.

He didn't expect to meet her here again. Whether it was in the bar last time or in the coffee shop this time, she was always the focus of everyone's attention.

He thanked her last night and persuaded Xu Zhilan to get back together.

But he didn't know her name yet.

...Because Chu Yan’s WeChat name is 123.

"Chu Yan."

Chu Yan's eyebrows were curved.

Many jealous eyes were cast at the young man in front of them.

It was Saturday morning, and a lazy weekend had just begun. Sunlight shone into the coffee shop through the thin mist. The martial arts association had ended a week of chaos, and it was said that the strangeness in the western suburbs had been brought under control. For the young martial artists who had just finished overtime, it was the best time to have a leisurely chat.

It was very pleasant to chat with Chu Yan.

A girl who could easily be admired by everyone, just stared at this place, with only herself in her sight——

Chen Songyu undoubtedly benefited a lot from it.

Chen Songyu received a good education.

When talking about his experience as a warrior, he could easily come up with interesting things, which made Chu Yan exclaim from time to time.

Those sparkling eyes and perfect admiration made Chen Songyu's whole body soften in the warm sunshine.

Chu Yan seems to be particularly interested in the world of warriors.

Chen Songyu said:

"In modern society, industry is developed. Many weapons are produced on assembly lines. For example, the sword of King Fuchai of Wu, Zhanlu, and Chixiao have all been mass-produced and reproduced."

"I came to the Wushu Association to work overtime this weekend to process equipment orders. The Wushu Association's equipment warehouse is just two blocks away, and they also have a street store for ordinary martial arts enthusiasts. If you are interested, you can go and take a look."

Chu Yan felt a little embarrassed.

"If ordinary people can also go... then can I go with you?"

Chen Songyu smiled: "It's an honor. I also want to thank you for Lanlan's matter."

The two walked out of the cafe.

Chen Songyu opened the car door for her: "Be careful."

Chu Yan seemed a little flattered.

When she lifted her skirt, her steps became light and graceful.

Chen Songyu's eyes flickered, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

Chu Yan...seems to have a very special attitude towards me.

inside the car.

Chu Yan was filled with abundant physical strength and was in high spirits. He shared his thoughts with the system:

[After chatting for 20 minutes, he gained 300 points of physical fitness. Compared to him, Wang Yao is really a waste. ]

in the driver's seat.

Chen Songyu said casually: "Including today, we have met twice. If it weren't for you, I don't know when Lanlan would be willing to talk to me. I am so lucky."

Chu Yan looked at him, his originally smiling face now a little hurt.

Her figure was originally a little fragile, and when she lowered her head slightly, revealing a bit of vulnerability inadvertently, Chen Songyu's gaze stayed on her for two extra seconds.

Chen Songyu’s aesthetic taste has always been for traditional women who are gentle and docile.

In the feudal traditional aesthetics of the Xia Kingdom, women must be accustomed to keeping their heads down.

This kind of bowing not only means lowering the neck slightly and clasping the hands on the white skirt, but also slightly trembling eyebrows and eyelashes, and a subtle, light blush on the slightly pale cheeks.

Still in the conversation, he completely gave up leading the topic and unconsciously and meekly agreed with my every word.

These two types of bowing happened to be found on Chu Yan.

He heard Chu Yan whisper, "Three times. We have met by chance three times in total, but the first time Xu Zhilan was with me, so you didn't remember me."

No matter how vigilant Chen Songyu was, he softened because of this sentence.

"I'm sorry." He apologized sincerely: "Then would you like to tell me now, young lady, the scene of our first meeting, so that I can remember it again?"

Chu Yan thought.

God knows where it is.

Just reading the words from the script.

She smiled: "It's not important."

"The important thing is that I remembered you the first time we met."

Chen Songyu looked at her.

The two did not continue the conversation.

Morally and logically, Xu Zhilan is Chu Yan's "best friend", and it would be overstepping the boundaries to talk about it any further.

Chen Songyu brought up some recent entertainment news to lighten the atmosphere.

When getting off the car, he mentioned casually: "Do you often go to Shanhai Bar? Next time, ask Lanlan to come with you?"

Chu Yan shook his head.

"Only once."

Then, in an inaudible voice, he said, "Lanlan said you broke up. Then someone told me you were there. So I went to try my luck."

Chen Songyu paused.

He thought Chu Yan must not know.

Warriors have excellent hearing.

He could hear clearly all the girl's thoughts in her whispers.

Arrived at a shop selling warrior equipment.

Chu Yan asked him which sword he liked best.

The shop is filled with a dazzling array of goods, from knives, daggers, crossbows, triangular screwdrivers to antique-style Zhanlu, Chixiao, Tai'a, and Qixing Longyuan.

Chen Songyu doesn't use the sword often, but he knows that these little girls all like the swordsmen in white robes in TV dramas.

He smiled, took up a Seven-Star Dragon Abyss, and danced with the sword smoothly.

Chu Yan was extremely surprised.

Although today is Saturday, the Wushu Association still has work to do.

Chu Yan did not continue to take up his time, and the two parted at the door of the store.

This brought this chance encounter to an end.

Chen Songyu sat in the car, but did not leave first.

He looked through the rearview mirror and saw Chu Yan looking around and then returning to the equipment store after he left.

When she came out again, she was holding the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss that he had just picked out for her.

That sword is very expensive and ordinary people can't use it.

But she bought it anyway.

The faint smile and cautious expression on the girl's face did not seem fake.

Chen Songyu stayed in the car for a long time.

He smoked a cigarette slowly.

The gentlemanly smile that usually graced his face disappeared.

When he was no longer pretending, his bones looked a little harsh.

Since the last incident.

As a man, he hasn't experienced the pleasure of being admired and longed for in his love life for a long time.