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The brunette looks like she's in her early twenties, and she's only just 18 years old, okay? Are you that old? Makes you look like an adult uncle?

And... the waypoint? He immediately remembered the second best business cards in the group. Huangshan Zhenjun, North River Scattered, XX Cave Master, XX Prefectural Master, etc., suddenly feel the liver pain increase.

“Cough, call me Song Shuhang. Plus... don't mention the serial number or anything.” Song Shuhang replied, "He doesn't want to be considered a secondary illness.

“Ah? Sorry, Senior. I forgot for a moment.” Yoshiko Yu was embarrassed. As a practitioner, not to mention the sermon in front of people is common sense, she was just too excited to forget.

“Cough, don't call me Senior.” Song Shuhang coughed twice, and he felt that his cold cough, which had gradually recovered, showed signs of relapse and worse.

“Ah." Sooko Yu responded softly, but his heart was heavy - this senior, doesn't seem like a good contact type? After all, not everyone in the group is as enthusiastic as the North River seniors.

Plus, this senior is clearly in Losin neighborhood, but he doesn't say anything in the group. Maybe it's a very cold kind of person, aren't you going to help? Thinking about it, she couldn't help but be a little depressed.

Just as Yu Souzi Hu thought, Song Shuhang added: “Just call me Song Shuhang. ”

“Ah?” Yu Sooko stunned. “That's not good. ”

“Just call me Song Shuhang. If you really can't get my full name out, Shuhang, Xiaohang, Xiao Song can do whatever you want.” Song Shuhang firmly said.

If Yoshiko Yu continued to scream one by one, he would feel ashamed. This is the real world!

“Song... Senpai.” Yoshiko Yu shouted halfway. It felt weird, but she added two words.

But her heart relaxed for a moment, and she had a happy smile on her face - she seemed to be a good man, not a cold one. In that case, maybe Senpai will help her!

Song Shuhang reached out and rubbed his face. He was completely defeated: "Okay, whatever you want. ”

“Senior Song, are you here to help me?” Yuzuko Happy Way.

“Walk and talk.” Song Shuhang lifted the big bag in his hand. Two people added a large suitcase to block the way, so let's find a quiet place to say it.

Yoshiko Yu immediately followed the book voyage silently.

“I looked at the group's chat records, and the place you were going was Loxin neighborhood, J.” Song Shu Hangdao.

“Um, J City's Loxin neighborhood. Wait, Senior, is it...” Yoshiko Yu is naturally very smart. She guessed the facts from Song Shuhang's tone and attitude. She cried and mourned: “Isn't this the Lo Xin neighborhood? ”

“This is indeed Loxin neighborhood, but this is Loxin neighborhood in Gangnam area, not J city.” Song Shuhang sighed.

“...” Sooko Yu's little face suddenly rose red, this time really shy. Long ago, she whispered, “Senior Song, do you know how to get there? ”

“I've never been to that place, but can you navigate?” Song Shuhang smiled gently.

Yu Sooko knocked on her head, she pulled out her phone again and scratched it... however, she had just scratched it twice, and the phone suddenly sounded a bit of euphoric music and the screen darkened.

Yoshiko Yu raised her head and looked up at Song Shuhang. Those were the big eyes of Shushui: “Senior Song, my phone is dead. ”

“...” Song Shuhang feels that his liver is a bit of a hidden pain. This dark-haired beauty is a bit of a natural idiot?

But he handed over his cell phone: "Use mine. ”

“Thank you, Senior.” Yoshiko Yu was delighted to have taken the phone of Book Sailing and then rowed it a few times.

Suddenly, a powerful piece of music sounded on the phone, and then the screen of the phone went dark.

Yoshiko Yu raised her head again and looked toward Song Shuhang. The mist was already in those watery eyes: "Senior Song, your phone is dead. ”

Shit, Song Shuhang, that reminds me that when I went out, my phone was only 6 percent electric. After almost three hours of standby, I was on the network again, and the battery ran out.

Embarrassed to pick up his cell phone, Sailing asked: "Yoshiko Yu, are you in a hurry at the Ghost Light Temple? ”

“Time is not in a hurry, but the sooner the better, the later the change.” Sooko Yu's voice is still soft - if it's too late, her father will be back from Sanlang's house, and then he will take her back.

Yes, that's why she used to lay the Derivative Knife Three Waves in the group.

When Dad gets home, she can't sneak out.

“So, why don't you come with me to the dorm? I'll check your computer for directions and charge your phone, but my dorm is over 20 minutes away, okay?” Song Shuhang proposed.

Song Shuhang is a man of the same appearance. He has a kind face and is a good old man in his bones.

So I really can't do anything to throw Yoko Yuba aside. In fact, besides being gay, how many men would ruthlessly abandon such a beautiful woman.

“Dormitory? Is this where the seniors lived?” Yoshiko Yu's eyes are colorful: “Twenty minutes away is perfectly fine! ”

“Then come with me?” Song Shuhang tried to ask.

Yuzuko nodded her head hard and pulled up her huge suitcase and followed her closely behind her book body.

Such a good trafficking girl, Song Shuhang's heart is a little twisted, he always felt that he could take the girl away with two lollipops.

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……

There is a saying that men and women are not tired of working.

When men and women do things together, they are reasonably energetic. However... Song Shuhang and Yoko Yu walked more than five minutes, but felt a little shortness of breath and tired.

He smiled bitterly at Yoshiko Yu in front of him, before the words of the sunny handsome man in the three brothers of the square came to the mind of Book Sailing: the beautiful woman's legs were so long, she walked so fast, she stepped over me several steps. I ran away all the way, but I couldn't catch up.

Legs are so long, they have advantages, they have wood! One step over him, two steps!

Yoshiko Yu has slowed down as much as possible, but Book Sailing still has to go all the way. Can this not be tired?

“Senior, do you seem to be breathing?” Yoshiko Yu looks at Book Sailing in confusion, don't you think? After more than five minutes of walking, how could you let a man who had been repaired into a sophisticated predecessor gasp?

“Huh, take your time, don't rush.” Song Shuhang adjusted his breath.

“Oh." Sooko Yu nodded incomprehensibly, feeling that the ‘predecessor’ was in a somewhat wrong state, as if he was ill.

But she's a good girl who understands things and values the privacy of others. If the senior doesn't say so, then she will never ask too much, lest it be annoying.

Therefore, she actively cooperated with Song Shuhang, and the span of her long legs narrowed step by step, keeping in sync with Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang finally felt much easier.

The two of them have left the Loxin neighborhood and are gradually moving away.

Coincidentally, behind them, the three brothers in the square who scored all kinds of legs also left Losin neighborhood with a big bag.

“Huh? 100%, see again 100%!” Fatty is excited about Sooko Yu's back.

The sunshine man immediately cheered up: "Where? Be sure to catch her this time! ”

“You don't play.” Short-haired man lazy: “She already has a man around her. ”

The sunshine man saw Song Shuhang next to Yoshiko Yu and suddenly disappeared: "Famous flower Lord, damn it! ”

“Though the famous flower has its lord, the hoe is even more heartless. As long as the hoe swings well, don't be afraid to dig the corner down. How dare you!” Akane laughed.

“I'm not interested in NTR people's corners.” Men in the sun have surprisingly full lower limits on this.

But all of a sudden, the sunshine man stared at Song Shuhang's back: “Hey, do you guys feel that? Is that guy a little familiar? ”

“Well, familiarity is normal. Because he was sitting next to us when we were commenting on the 100 point girl in Piazza del Rossin.” Short-haired men continue to lazy.

“…” Fatty Akane.

“…” sunshine man.

He's sitting right next to us, he's sitting right next to us… the phrase echoes in the ears of the sunshine man indefinitely.

The sunshine man knelt resolutely: "Is this the legendary God of Strategy? ”