Mao Yi, who was behind the three numbers 667, squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Feibai, who was sitting opposite him, "There is no real name, no ID number, and you want me to help you find someone based on a birthday? Oh, by the way, I don't know if the birthday is real?"
Chen Feibai lay down naturally on the sofa of Mao Yi's house, "Now that the network system is so developed, I have photos of her in high school. It won't be difficult to find someone, right?"
Mao Yi chuckled, "It's not difficult, but why should I help you?"
Lu Chuanchuan, whose IP number is 523, looked at Chen Feibai, who was holding a cigarette in the video, "There is no IP address, no game nickname, and just a player from T city, you want me to help you find someone? "
Chen Feibai rubbed his eyes that were obviously sleep deprived, "You know which district you are in, you know how to dress up in the game, but you still can't find anyone? "
Lu Chuanchuan laughed three times, "Brother, don't tease me. There are so many gangs in one district, and the game costumes can be changed at any time. Where can I find someone for you?" "
Chen Feibai rubbed his wrinkled forehead, looked at the ashtray filled with cigarette butts, feeling that the whole world was against him, and sighed helplessly, "What did I owe you in my previous life? ! "
The demon king Yan Wenyu is not afraid of anything. There is only one thing that he dare not mention to others. Even if he is laughed at by others, he has not even given out his first kiss at his age. Who said it wasn't sent out? A forced kiss doesn't count, even if she said sternly to Chen Fei, whose eyes were slowly filled with starlight, after the kiss: I'm sorry. . .
Intention: Destined love, one step at a time.