The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 689 Crazy Criticism Beauty Takes Villain Script 19

   Zhang Shuliang was startled. Seeing them, especially Su Qingan, she jumped up immediately, and guarded the boy behind her vigilantly.

   "Su Qing'an? What are you doing here? Let me tell you, Cen Zhou has nothing to do with you! He is from my Prime Minister's Mansion!"

   From the beginning to the end, Su Ziheng is perfectly ignored.

   Su Ziheng, who was furious: "…"

  Cen Zhou frowned slightly while listening to Zhang Shuliang's words, his expression light.

  Su Qingan casually sat down on the mottled bench beside Cen Zhou, looking at him inexplicably: "I thought you would leave the capital."

   "The princess is not worried." Cen Zhou was used to being alone, and he was too lazy to explain this kind of thing to outsiders. His voice was as clear as a snow blade, straight and alienated.

   "We don't share tables and don't give seats, please go back!" Zhang Shuliang raised her chin arrogantly.

   The second shopkeeper is: "This young lady, you are also looking for a table for the young master. You know it's hard not to have a seat. It's better to be accommodating. The four of you are so lively."

   Zhang Shu is sullen, how can you uncover the old bottom at this time, you foolish hater!

   "Serve the food!" Su Ziheng snorted coldly and sat down directly. He wanted to see what tricks Zhang Shuliang and this wild man could come up with!

   Four people play one table at a time, and the atmosphere is subtle and eerie.

   The second shopkeeper worked hard as a part-time worker and greeted him warmly: "Master, what would you like to order, this is our signature dish, it's very popular!"

   The once-in-a-million-year-old gentleman, Miss Fugui took the initiative to take a seat in the crowded lobby, and you must not miss a good opportunity to sell the top dishes!

  Su Ziheng: "Two of the most famous signature dishes."

   The shop boy went with a spring breeze on his face.

  Today is the auspicious day of the zodiac, the honored guests are welcome, and the flowers are shining.

   "Zhang Shuliang, do the dishes match your appetite!" Su Ziheng said "gently".

   Zhang Shuliang's hands trembled, and finally looked directly at Su Ziheng, and said angrily, "You disturbed me to pour wine for Brother Cen Zhou!"

  “…”

  #Be green in front of your face

  #You are so arrogant

Su Ziheng's temples throbbed, his eyes looked coldly at Cen Zhou, he was stunned for two seconds, he felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, he suppressed the subtle deja vu, and said sharply: "Your honorable name? !"

  Cen Zhou was happy and calm, suppressed the impatience in his words, put the jug on the table, and met the prince's gaze: "The unknown."

  I didn't see him, but Cen Zhou in the Prime Minister's Mansion remembered his voice.

   "The nameless rat dares to sit down." Su Ziheng's heart was surging.

   "He's the one my father wanted to keep, you're the rat, go away and stay away from him?"

   "Zhang Shuliang, don't forget your identity!"

   "What's my identity? I won't marry you even if I'm a ghost!"

"you you you-"

   "I I I—"

  Su Ziheng couldn't do the quarrel in the restaurant, he still wanted face, wrote down Cen Zhou's face, and made up his mind to make this person look good in the future. He can't cure Zhang Shuliang, so can't he punish an unknown person?

   The second shopkeeper came over with a square plate and a smile, "The dishes are here."

  # Migrant workers, migrant workers, migrant workers are masters!

The aroma of    is tangy, which invisibly eases the tense atmosphere.

"Zhaoyi, please!" Su Ziheng sat firmly on the narrow long bench, suddenly thinking of the rumors from a while ago, turned his eyes on the faces of the teenager and Su Qingan, raised his eyebrows, "I heard that a while ago You fancy someone, and you still grab it, isn't it him?"

   Zhang Shuliang's eyes are fire-breathing, like dinosaurs.

  Su Qing'an did not respond to Su Ziheng's words to sow discord, and asked him peacefully, "Where are you going to go in the future?"

  Cen Zhou said: "Make another plan."

Su Qingan propped her chin up and forced the lobby to sit out of the pomp of a noble mansion. The white skirt hung down and was blown by the wind. It was intimately next to the boy's clothes. Wine Cup: "Are you afraid that I won't rob you on the way?"

  Cen Zhou moved slightly away from her, avoiding the contact on the clothes of the two of them. While drinking, he was caught off guard and choked. He suppressed his temper and said, "The princess is joking."

Su Qing'an watched as a few drops of crystal clear wine slipped along the boy's lower jaw and over the protruding Adam's apple, winding and sticky water marks on the cold white skin, and finally submerged into the looming collarbone. The radian, the picture that makes the mouth dry, is not good for people who are cold, and even forms an extreme contrast.

"Drinking like this, it seems that the high fever is almost cured." Su Qingan handed him the handkerchief, "I saw that you had a bad fever and refused to take the medicine. I didn't know that the medicine in the princess' residence was poisonous, but I didn't expect to leave. It got better soon after that.”

  Cen Zhou didn't think of anything at first, but when Su Qingan mentioned it, the scene of that night popped up in front of him again. He pulled the corner of his lower lip, cold and perfunctory, and said nothing.

   "Wipe it." He didn't take her handkerchief, and Su Qing'an didn't care. "After all, you are—" She paused, "It's quite seductive."

  Cen Zhou froze.

   Zhang Shuliang was very unhappy when she saw them sitting together, so she moved a stool and leaned over: "Hey! What did you tell my brother!"

  Su Ziheng was also not happy to be pushed out by them, as if he was isolated by himself, so he moved his stool and leaned forward: "Don't invite Gu Ruzhen!"

   One by one, like curious babies.

Among the four people, Su Qing'an and Cen Zhou were the closest. The second half of her sentence was a bit deliberate. If there was anything she said in a low voice, plus the surrounding noise and constant drinking, only Cen Zhou could hear it. the sound of.

   seduced those two words, and when he knocked into the eardrum without any obstruction, let his hand holding the wine glass loosen and tighten, tighten and loosen.

   Never, no one, dared to say such... lewd and shameless words in front of him.

  Shoot, Cen Zhou stood up without warning, making a lot of movement, the clattering sound of the stool backwards was harsh, and coupled with his tall, thin and straight, standing upright was very oppressive!

   Almost everyone else's eyes were focused on him.

   "Go, you guys continue." Cen Zhou said coldly, his tone could not contain his anger.

   He came here just to drink, who would have come one after another, and a good table would have turned into four people, and the dialogue was intriguing!

  Cen Zhouren hasn't drawn his sword yet, his temper is good.

Zhang Shuliang was startled by him, and when he reacted, he was ecstatic and said triumphantly: "Did you hear, Cen Zhou and I don't want to have dinner with you! Don't make people angry with me and run away, or Go now!"

   was in a good mood and couldn't hide his smile. He happily said to the young man, "Brother Cen Zhou, don't be angry, I'll help you drive them away, you drink."

   said, she diligently handed over the glass.

  Cen Zhou didn't answer, he knew very well what Zhang Shuliang was thinking of coming here.

   (end of this chapter)