driver:"......?"

Boss, something is wrong with you.

Chapter 17

The two parked the car on the side of the road and waited for the insurance company. Zhuo Shu glanced at his car, dented a piece of it, and looked away in disgust: "You usually drive alone?"

"Otherwise." Ying Tongchen took out the cigarette case, handed him one, and skillfully ordered one, "Do you need two people to take turns driving?"

"Don't have a little assistant?" Zhuo Shu put the cigarette in his mouth and put his hands in his pockets.

As soon as Ying Tongchen handed out the lighter, the other party stared at his cigarette butt for a few seconds and leaned towards it.

A little scarlet lit his cigarette.

Ying Tongchen was stunned for a while, and then he turned his head nonchalantly and looked at the cars coming and going: "It's not like everyone is like you, there are assistants to accompany you in and out."

Zhuo Shuo glanced at him sympathetically, just took a breath, and then choked, took out the cigarette, and started coughing with his shoulder.

Playing handsome fails.

Ying Tongchen turned his head and looked at him in surprise: "You don't?"

"Is it important?" Zhuo Shu hurriedly threw the cigarette into the trash can, "Not everyone is like you, smoking a cigarette is so easy."

Ying Tongchen exhaled smoke: "Thank you for the compliment, I wasn't very happy."

"When did you learn it?" Zhuo Shu asked casually.

"It was when I went to school. I forgot the specific reason." Ying Tongchen's eyes were far away, "There are too many bad things."

"Is there anything bad about going to school?" Zhuo Shu remembered the bad things he had when he was studying, and it was nothing more than others disturbing his studies. "You also have others disturbing your studies?"

Ying Tongchen lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes fanned lightly, covering all the emotions in his eyes, leaving a little shadow under his eyes, and his voice was erratic: "Well, disturbing the study."

There was a sudden "click" in my ear.

Ying Tongchen looked around and saw Zhuo Shu holding the phone and taking a photo of his profile.

"..." He threw away half of the cigarette in his hand, "deleted."

"Why?" Zhuo Shu glared at him, then looked at the photo with admiration, "My photography skills are really good."

Ying Tongchen didn't believe it. After the phone call with him just now, he had silently put Zhuo Shu and Zheng Zhinan as the same in his heart.

"Look at it if you don't believe me." Zhuo Shu held the phone tightly, as if afraid that he would snatch it away, and put it in front of him and glanced.

Ying Tongchen took a closer look, it was really pretty, and the composition of the time was good, and it even felt unreal.

Zhuo Shu asked, "Do you want to send it to you?"

"Can."

Zhuo Shu was just about to send it, when suddenly, both of them stared at the phone, stunned.

Went to bed several times and saw each other's most real appearance.

However, they don't even have WeChat.

The two turned their backs at the same time and quickly checked their circle of friends to see if there was anything that shouldn't exist.

Zhuo Shu has three trumpets, one is used to add strangers and there will be no extra communication, such as Zhuo Zi's head teacher. One is a job account, which is full of high-quality customers.

There is also a private account, there are too many things that should not exist, such as the video of his mother digging her feet and playing games, and the video of ants moving in the courtyard...

But Ying Tongchen didn't belong to the first two categories. After struggling for a long time, he finally revealed his personal account.

Ying Tongchen on the other side is also a big guy with three trumpets. One for social networking at school, one for business collaboration in the studio, and a personal account.

Excluding the first two categories, he could only put Zhuo Shu in his private account. Fortunately, he usually posts very few updates, and there is nothing to delete, so he candidly cut to his private account.

Scan the code, add friends, success.

After Zhuo Shu posted the photo, the insurance company came.

"Where were you going?" Zhuo Shu asked.

"Gym."

"Let's go." Zhuo Shu told the driver to stay and took him into a taxi, "I plan to go too, by the way."

Ying Tongchen followed him to the gym in a trance, and as soon as he went to the locker room to change his clothes, he heard someone calling him.

"Brother Ying! What a coincidence!" Zhen Mingxin trotted over, still smelling of sweat, "Are you going to exercise again?"

"Yeah, have you been here a lot lately?"

"Yeah! The agent picked me up on a variety show about outdoor adventures, and I'm going to record it next month. I have to hurry up and get fit." Zhen Mingxin raised his arms, showing his biceps, "Look, Meng Meng personally took me to train for a long time, isn't it very effective?"

Ying Tongchen stretched out his finger, poked his little muscle, and smiled knowingly: "Yes, it works, keep working hard."

The door of the changing room was opened again, Zhuo Shu walked to the door and saw a very unsightly scene not far away.

A little weak chicken showed Ying Tongchen's figure, and Ying Tongchen even poked him!

hateful.

Shameless.

The next moment, Ying Tongchen turned around and left with the weak chicken.

Zhuo Shu: "!"

Ying Tongchen and Zhen Mingxin got on the treadmill. Just two steps away, the machine was suddenly turned off.

"..." He glanced blankly at Zhuo Shu, who was standing beside him for some time, and then glanced at other places, "There are two machines there."

Zhuo Shu: "Go to the one next to you, I want this one."

Ying Tongchen was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned on the machine and continued to run, and was then turned off by Zhuo Shu.

"I want your table." Zhuo Shu said.

Zhen Mingxin was on the machine next door, looking at Zhuo Shu's tall body, he dared not speak out, so he reached out and silently raised his middle finger behind his back.

"Are you being unreasonable?" Ying Tongchen asked, "Is this one too beautiful and refined?"

"Yes." Zhuoshu paused, "Give it to me, you won't have to pay for the repair of the car."

"Let's talk earlier." Ying Tongchen immediately switched to the machine next to him.