Chapter 455 The Millennium Beauty in the Coffin (17)

Fu Yue still has a little impression of the young man's face.

Qin Nian, the unlucky ghost who killed her in the previous life.

Hearing Qin Nian's address for the person next to her, she narrowed her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and then snorted indifferently.

Qin Zhi, Qin Nian...

It turned out to be two brothers, so it's no wonder that this person could tell her identity at a glance. As the son of the Yin-Yang family, if he didn't even have this bit of vision, he could just die.

But Fu Yue still couldn't figure it out.

This man obviously came from a family of yin and yang, why did he become a policeman? Do you think your three views are not broken enough?

Seeing Qin Zhi's face clearly, and realizing that he was right, Qin Nian happily sat next to his brother, which is diagonally opposite to Fu Yue. He just opened his mouth to say something, but his eyes fell on Fu Yue. .

A word got stuck in his throat and he didn't say it.

Qin Nian smiled shyly and said, "Hi, senior."

Qin Zhi glanced at them, raised his exquisite eyebrows, put down the chopsticks in his hand, turned his watch casually with his slender white fingers, and glanced at the time.

He casually asked, "Do you know each other?"

Fu Yue and the others sat at a table in a corner by the window. Although there were not many people around, they still worried that others would hear their words.

He raised his hand and made a random formula, separating everyone in the shop.

After making sure that the conversation would not be overheard, Fu Yue spoke without any scruples. She raised her eyes and glanced lazily at Qin Nian. She scalded a fat cow again and replied to Qin Zhi's words.

"That's right, this kid has been to my tomb. Thanks to this kid, I was able to wake up early, but I don't know if he intended to dig the grave?"

Qin Nian blushed, and mumbled, "Brother, I was just passing by, not to rob the tomb, how could I violate the family precepts and do such a thing..."

Qin Zhi hummed, he didn't seem to want to continue this topic.

Picking up the phone, the slender white fingers were slightly raised, and the young man handed the phone in the direction of Fu Yue, with his thin lips opening and closing.

"Add a WeChat, and I'll push someone to you."

Fu Yue: "? Who?"

Qin Nian: "?????"

Bro, are you crazy?

You actually want to add the WeChat account of a thousand-year-old female zombie?

The world is crazy.

Qin Zhidao: "Don't you want to go filming? I know two well-known directors, and I may consider introducing you to their crew."

Fu Yue's heart was moved shamefully.

She added Qin Zhi's WeChat without hesitation, and smiled contrivedly: "Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm really bothering you."

Qin Nian continued to ask questions: "??????"

He almost jumped up, pointed at Fu Yue, and said in a voiceless voice: "You are a zombie who is going to film a movie, what are you kidding? Are you going to act in a zombie movie?"

Fu Yue slapped the chopsticks on the table.

"Why is there racism?"

Qin Nian laughed, "That's not what I mean, I just find it a little unbelievable."

Fu Yue rolled her eyes, "Rare is more strange."

She lowered her head and finished adding Qin Zhi's WeChat, looked at the two people he pushed over, and asked, "Hey, which director is more realistic? Not so rigid."

Qin Zhi frowned, "Don't think about it, they are not good-looking, middle-aged men in their forties and fifties, and they all have families. It is impossible to be your benefactor."

Fu Yue: "?????"

"What's wrong with you?"