Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 799 Sports Students vs. Dance Students 32
For a moment, Qi An's eyes didn't know where to look, his thin face was bloodshot quickly, he was afraid of seeing something he shouldn't see, so he stood there helplessly, he had no choice but to stare at the bedroom behind him, his throat felt a little dry.

"I'm sorry, I, I'm coming..."

The bedroom didn't turn on the lights either, it was all due to the dim light from the corridor spreading to the floor, and the disheveled quilt on the bed could be vaguely seen.

His body is firm and condescending, the aura on his body is too strong, it fills every inch of his breath, and there is also a little bit of drunkenness, which makes Qi An dare not breathe, and explains in a panic, as a result, his mind goes blank for a moment, and he even forgets what to say up.

Pei Xuyan stared at Qi An.

"Bang -" sound!
The door was slammed shut.

Qi An stood outside the door, facing a closed door, her face was hot.

After half a minute.

The door opened again.

Pei Xuyan's face was sullen, and his expression was not very good. He wore a black sweater on his upper body, and there were rough wrinkles on the hem.

Qi An breathed a sigh of relief, and finally dared to look him in the eye.

He didn't speak, just walked downstairs on his own, stopped in front of the refrigerator, and asked without raising his head, "Soda or milk?"

Qi An subconsciously followed him step by step, her little fingers tangled together nervously: "Anything is fine..."

Pei Xuyan's hand brushed over the soda, paused for a moment, took a bottle of pure milk, and turned to look at her.

The girl stood in front of him with a dazed expression, she was dressed in thin and pure clothes, she looked terribly obedient, and her ignorant appearance was the same as when she just opened the door.

Pei Xuyan exhaled, and roughly stuffed pure milk into her hand, took a can of Coke for herself, and easily opened the can with three fingers.

With a "click", the soda water sizzled with cold air, filling the silent living room.

He tilted his head up and drank in a hurry, his Adam's apple rolled up and down and swallowed, and he finally woke up from the groggy hangover for three minutes. His head still hurt, and his eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyelids. He opened the refrigerator door, raised his eyelids to look at her, and slowly spit out a sentence.

"Why are you here."

"You do not know?!"

Qi An opened his eyes wide to look at him, and his tone was almost inconceivable. The anger that had dissipated a little now rose little by little in Pei Xuyan's irresponsible attitude.

"What do I know?" Pei Xuyan was even more inexplicable. He raised his hand and pressed his swollen temples, with a barely suppressed restlessness in his brows and eyes, and his voice was a little sleepy.

Last night, Pei Xuyan played with more than a dozen friends in Hall K until past twelve o'clock, and later fought for a booth at the bar. The game ended at five o'clock in the morning, and he woke up now.

He wakes up very angry, insomnia did not fall asleep until two or three in the afternoon, but he didn't sleep for a few hours, and was woken up again by the hangover, his anger soared, if it were someone else, maybe he wouldn't be able to stand here and have a good time with him now speak.

"Today is Sunday!" Qi An bit down on the word "Sunday".

Pei Xuyan waited for her next words.

When Qi An saw his ignorant expression, his blood pressure almost rose.

"Your son had a dance class today, and he waited in the classroom for an hour but no one picked up! Can't you see I sent you so many messages!"

Pei Xuyan thought for a while, and finally remembered something: "It seems that there is such a thing?"

"..."

"I'm sorry I overslept." He said, "Wait a minute, I'll check my phone."

Qi An: "Alright."

Pei Xuyan went back to the room, kicked the empty beer away, and suddenly saw something, picked up the crumpled airline ticket that was clutched on the ground, and vaguely saw that it was seven days later, flying to a famous foreign school.

Pei Heng's harsh words were still echoing in his ears, making Pei Xuyan's eardrums hurt.

He tore up the ticket blankly and threw it into the trash can.

Go fuck abroad.

"Meow." The little white cat in the corner of the bedroom tilted its head, meowed softly, walked over on catwalks and rubbed against his feet, rolled on the ground, showing its soft belly, trying to lie flat and let him accompany it Play.

"Let's play while playing." Pei Xuyan picked it up and threw it to the side, bypassing the trash can, turned the phone out, pressed it, it was out of battery, and scribbled twice to turn it on. As expected, dozens of missed calls and messages were all gone. jumped out.

There are Ms. Shang's and Qi'an's.

Ms. Shang: [The aunt who picked up Yang Yu today has something to ask for leave at home, and the rest of the family is away, so go and pick up Yang Yu. 】

Ms. Shang: [Also, Miss Qin came back from abroad today, and came to see Yang Yu at home, please treat me well. 】

Pei Xuyan scrolled down the news and found Qi An, who gave simple and rude notes.

Level 23 dance student: [Hi, Mr. Pei, today is your son attending class in our dance training institution. It’s time for the end of school, but no one has come to pick him up. What’s the matter? 】

The little girl was polite at first, but within an hour she grew irritable.

Pei Yangyu has always been picked up by a special person, so Pei Xuyan went to pick him up once, how did he know about this.

He sighed, thinking that he should drink less wine in the future, went to the bathroom and quickly washed his face with cold water, the cold water dripped along the sharp jaw line, sank into the neckline of the sweater, leaving wet water marks, and then went down When we got upstairs, the little girl was still standing there.

Pei Xuyan looked at it for a while, then said slowly, "Teacher."

The voice was hoarse with drunkenness.

Qi An raised her head and looked over with a cold face, quite critical of Pei Xuyan's attitude.

How could anyone forget their son!

"You sit." Pei Xuyan came down, sat on the sofa, and turned on the light. The window was windy and windy, and the retro chandelier in the living room reflected the cold light, making his face even more beautiful, with a strong aura.

He seemed to be in a really bad mood today. From the beginning, his face was pale. He didn't know whether it was because of a hangover or something. In short, he was a little cold, with his long legs crossed, and he was silent for two seconds before making a sound.

"I will pay attention to it in the future and must be responsible for the child."

Qi An listened to his unfamiliar and unprofessional words, curled up the corners of her mouth, and sat opposite him with a serious attitude and a sullen face.

"I told you last time, if you take it to heart, you won't even forget the children this time!"

"Yes. You're right."

"As a parent, even if there is something important, you should notify me in advance. You don't know that he waited there for an hour and was about to cry. The other children picked him up, but he didn't..."

Pei Xuyan was leaning on the sofa with her eyelids downcast, thinking that this little guy like Pei Yangyu was quite good at pretending.

Qi An is still talking.

He couldn't hold back, he yawned, his peach blossom eyes were sleepy, and he looked romantic and depressed.

Qi An's voice stopped abruptly, and she stared at him expressionlessly.

"..."

After a short period of silence, Pei Xuyan sat up slightly without changing his face: "Teacher, please continue."

"Have you been sleeping for so long?"

"Ah."

"Then why did you go last night?"

(End of this chapter)