Legendary Reckless Online Game

Although the most valuable ring was picked up by Song Zhan, there is nothing wrong with it.

The monster was killed by others, and the boss was discovered by his female friends. Strictly speaking, they were running with him.

Now Song Zhan only took one item and kept the top-quality gold shield, which was equally valuable, which meant that everyone present could get a huge sum of money.

As for the people in the team taking down this golden shield, none of the five people present had the strength, and of course there was no such idea.

Listening to the cheers of several people, Qian Siwen smiled slightly and said: "Okay, the boss has been defeated and the equipment has been divided. If there is nothing else, you can go back to the city first. I will send Mo Shen off."

A drafted contract was sent to several people. After several people signed it, they all felt relieved and said goodbye to the two of them.

As for Aofeng's attempt to add Song Zhan as a friend, it was naturally aborted.

After sending a few people away, Qian Siwen stared at Song Zhan with beautiful eyes and said nothing.

Song Zhan felt panicked for no reason when she saw him, and asked bravely: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Master, everyone has left, but you are still wearing that mask of yours. People who don't know would think you look scary."

Qian Siwen came up to Song Zhan and looked up at Song Zhan's Shura mask.

At this time, the distance between the two was less than a palm's length, and Song Zhan could even smell the faint milky fragrance emanating from Qian Siwen's body.

"Oh yes, I forgot about it."

Song Zhan quickly took a step back and reached out to take off his mask.

"Why, are you retreating so quickly? Are you still afraid that I will eat you?"

Qian Siwen looked at Song Zhan who took a step back, took another step forward, looked at Song Zhan casually and asked.

Song Zhan looked at Qian Siwen's exquisite facial features close at hand and said quickly: "Ahem, no."

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. It's almost ten o'clock. It's time to log off." Qian Siwen looked at the time and suddenly said: "I'm a little hungry. Do you want to eat something."

The tone seems to be asking, but it actually contains a meaning that cannot be refused.

It was obvious that Song Zhan understood the deeper meaning, but he pretended not to understand and said casually: "It's really getting late. I'll go offline later and make some midnight snacks to deal with it."

"How can this be done? Come to my house. I have prepared a lot of food tonight. Anyway, I can't finish it by myself."

Facing Qian Siwen's invitation, Song Zhan suddenly felt his scalp numb.

"I'm actually ready for this."

Song Zhan turned his head and looked aside and replied casually.

He did prepare some cooked food, but that was to save trouble and convenience.

Qian Siwen wrinkled his nose and exposed his lie without hesitation: "Are you ready? You don't even dare to look at me when you say this. Forget it, love will come or not."

"Anyway, I have to cook later. If I can't finish the meal, I'll send it downstairs to feed the dog."

After Qian Siwen finished speaking, he took out the scroll to return to the city and waved his hand towards Song Zhan: "Goodbye, great master."

Song Zhan watched Qian Siwen's figure disappear in front of him, and gave a bitter smile. After taking out the scroll to return to the city and returning to the city, he did not see her figure, so she must have been offline.

So Song Zhan didn't stop and clicked offline directly.

After coming out of the game room, Song Zhan threw himself on the bed and looked at the roof with a confused look on his face.

"Forget it, why don't we just have a meal? Let's go."

Song Zhan jumped up from the bed. Once he made a decision, his actions became very efficient.

Within two minutes, Song Zhan, who had finished dressing, had already driven out of the car.

...

Chop chop chop!

"You are as timid as a mouse, how could I be interested in you?"

Qian Siwen was chopping vegetables and cooking in the kitchen, muttering to himself.

"Anyone who wants to eat my cooking can go from this row to the airport. If you have the chance, you still refuse. I'm so angry."

Although Qian Siwen kept talking, he still had evidence-based conditioning in his hands, and it was obvious that he was not one who would not touch Yang Chun Shui.

This is also true. Girls who currently live alone must make some home-cooked meals, both for their health and for their wallet.

Forty minutes later, Qian Siwen looked at the five dishes and one soup on the dining table, gritted his teeth, and was ready to start.

Before I picked up the bowl, my phone rang first.

"Which floor do you live on? I just arrived."

Song Zhan's voice came from the microphone.

After hearing this, Qian Siwen raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of pride, and said coldly: "Don't you look down on my cooking? Why are you here again? I'm already going to send the leftovers to feed the dogs."

"How can this be done? What a waste."

"On the 11th floor, exit the elevator and turn left to the first house, 1101."

After getting the specific address, Song Zhan didn't hesitate, pressed the button for the elevator and walked in.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk."

Rhythmic knocking came to the house. Qian Siwen, wearing an apron, glanced at the peephole before opening the door.

Song Zhan looked at her beautiful back and heard her say: "There are no men's slippers at home, just put on your shoes and come in."

After closing the door, Song Zhan had time to look at the apartment where Qian Siwen lived.

Things are arranged neatly and not cluttered. It can be seen that the owner is a hygienic and organized person.

The lighting is very soft, and although the furnishings are not new, they are very clean.

There were five dishes and one soup on the dining table, including fish and meat, all delicious and delicious. They seemed to have been carefully prepared. There was a pair of untouched bowls and chopsticks beside the table.

Walking out of the kitchen and placing another pair of bowls and chopsticks on the opposite side, Qian Siwen looked at Song Zhan: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Come over and eat."

Sitting down opposite her, Song Zhan smiled and replied: "I came in a hurry and it's relatively late. I'll pay a formal visit another day."

"Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold."

Qian Siwen didn't care and started to take the lead. After cooking for so long, she was already hungry.

Seeing Qian Siwen moving his chopsticks, Song Zhan also started moving at the same time.

"tasty!"

Song Zhan praised it while eating.

There is a saying that Qian Siwen's cooking skills are indeed better than Song's.

Obviously, Qian Siwen was greatly benefited from his praise. Isn't the most enjoyable moment for a chef to watch diners devouring his dishes?

"If it tastes good, eat more. I can't finish it anyway."

Qian Siwen looked at Song Zhan eating and said hello.

The two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere at the table was unexpectedly good. The two of them felt very comfortable during this meal, and the distance between them became much closer.

After the meal, Song Zhan took the initiative to clear away the dishes and clean the battlefield.

Seeing him taking such initiative, Qian Siwen didn't say anything, poured him a glass of water and put it on the coffee table.

After a while, Song Zhan finished washing and sat on the sofa, while Qian Siwen was drinking hot water and watching a video.

Song Zhan took a curious look and saw that the video was his previous game video.

"There is water on the table. Thank you for your hard work, great master."

Qian Siwen didn't even turn around and directly showed his intention to Song.

"Thank you," Song Zhan picked up the water, took a sip, and then said, "It's getting late, why not..."