Mensao Mensao I am arrogant

Chapter 10 I'm lazy

When Gu returned from buying water, there was no one there.

Nine ten twelve in the middle of the night.

public toilet.The phone was set aside and kept ringing.

Incandescent lamps shone brightly in people's eyes.The whole body of the person under the lamp is red, which is a sickly red.

With the faucet open wide, Yan Zuoyou washed the area that was just touched over and over again.Until the end, scratches were left behind where the hands passed.

Summer nights are sweltering.

I couldn't tell whether it was water or sweat that was wet on my face, but my body was completely soaked anyway.

Yan Zuoyou was content to carry his little red bag and prepared to go home.

Picking up the phone, I realized that there were dozens of missed calls, all of which were from Gu He and Song Yin.

The phone rang again, it was Gu He.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan still took it.

On the other end of the phone was Gu's anxious voice, "Where are you?"

"Where am I none of your business?!"

"If you can still hate me, then I don't worry. By the way, I went to the car to look for Song Yin just now, and he came out to look for you too..."

This sentence is not finished yet.Just met... Song Yin.

Song Yin called not far ahead.

Song Yin, who had always been elegant and elegant, was curled up on the curb in a rather embarrassing situation, unable to see his expression clearly, but from the trembling shoulders of the other party, it could be inferred that he seemed to be crying? !

I could vaguely hear a few words, intermittently, as if saying, can you hug me?

Are you talking about someone?Hey, this is too nasty.

As soon as Song Yin looked up and saw Yan Zuoyou, he hung up the phone in a panic and ran over.He hugged Yan Zuo tightly, "Where did you go? Don't tell me, do you know how worrying you are!"

"Brother!" Yan Youyou said in a mysterious manner, "I know a secret of yours."

Song Yin's eyes were surprised, and he stepped back a few inches, "What secret?"

"You must," Yan Zuoyou intentionally dragged his voice out for a long time, "Talking... small... yes... like... what's it called? Male and female? Do I know you?"

"You," Song Yin looked up and down Yan left and right, eyes full of distress, "how did you make it like this?"

"Wash your hands, the water pipe is broken, and sprayed all over."

"What's the matter with your face?"

"Accidentally hit."

"I think you were beaten instead of hitting someone?!"

It doesn't matter if you say it or not.

"There are still a group of people waiting for us at home. What if your clothes are all wet? Let's go. I'll take you to buy a suit."

"No need to buy, no need to buy," Yan left and right held up the little red bag in his hand, "No, I have it."

It was Song Yin who drove home.

Yan sat on the left and right in the back row, took out the little skirt from the little red bag, and looked at it carefully for a long time.Close to the tip of the nose and take a deep sniff, needless to say, it must be a lavender-flavored laundry detergent.

Yan Zuoyou directly took off the wet clothes in the back seat openly, and put on the little skirt that finally came back to her after going through all kinds of hardships.

55:[-] p.m.

The Yan family courtyard is brightly lit, singing and dancing, it is really lively.

On the trees and on the walls, colorful lanterns are hung.There were a lot of people gathered in the yard, with a barbecue grill in the middle, and desserts and beer on the table next to it.

The laughter and laughter were heard before getting out of the car.Can't help but sigh again and again.

Yan Youyou will not misunderstand that this is a welcome home banquet specially organized for him. This is just a small party for Ms. Zhong's temporary pleasure.Most of the people who came were poker players from the Zhongyi circle, a group of wealthy wives, and of course, their husbands.Three women are just one drama, let alone five, six, seven or eight women.

After getting out of the car, a slender figure rushed towards Yan, "Handsome Yan, come on, give me a kiss! Mua!"

As a result, Yan Youyou looked disgusted, and Yan Youyou pushed his fucking face, "Mom, look at your oily mouth!"

Zhong Yi has a typical oval face, fair and shiny skin, well maintained, and light makeup, wearing a lavender tube top gauze dress, combing double ponytails, the years seem to have left no trace of time on his face Let's leave a mark, if you don't tell others your age, you will really think you are only eighteen.

She pouted dissatisfied, and changed her face faster than flipping a book, "Call me Ms. Zhong! I'm only eighteen, okay?!"

"Yes, yes, Ms. Zhong."

Zhong Yi glanced at the skirts on Yan Zuo's body, and then looked smug, "No wonder I was missing one item when I checked your closet today, but I actually wore it on you, tsk tsk tsk, aren't you very happy with the skirt that Mom made for you?" like?"

"Wait, what's wrong with this face?" Zhong Yi raised his head and pressed his son's face, afraid that he wouldn't hurt, it was indeed his own mother, "I just came back, where did you go to cause trouble for me? Can't live in peace for two days? "

"It hurts, it hurts!" Yan Zuo yelled and hid back, "Brother, come down and save me!"

Song Yin got off the car and said with a smile, "Ms. Zhong, Xiaoyan kept telling me that she missed you when she was in the car just now."

Zhong Yi let go, pushed Yan left and right, hugged Song Yin's neck, and kissed Song Yin on the cheek, "Yin'er, I haven't seen you for a long time, if Xiaoyan didn't come back this time, you wouldn't be willing to come and see her." Look at me. Hmph, don't you love me anymore?"

Song Yin took out a pair of ruby ​​earrings, "Ms. Zhong, when I saw it when I went to Paris a few days ago, I thought it was very suitable for you."

Zhong Yi is particularly fond of small retro-style accessories such as earrings and necklaces. When you see the gift, you can tell that Yiner must have taken care of her. She is naturally happy that there are juniors thinking about her. She immediately put them on her ears. He took off his earrings, "Yin'er, I really like it, come and wear it for Ms. Zhong."

Song Yin put one earring on Zhong Yi, and when he was about to put on the other earring, Yan Zuoyou took that earring away, and Yan Zuoyou held the earring eagerly in his hand, "Brother, I will hand over the remaining one to you." me."

Waiting for Song Yin to speak, Ms. Zhong quit, raised her hand and slapped Yan's left and right buttocks, "Just you? You have rough hands and feet, let Yin'er wear it for me."

The more Zhong Yi refused to let him wear it for herself, the more Yan Zuo worked hard and insisted on pestering Zhong Yi to wear it for her.Ren Zhongyi refused to give her that earring no matter what.

There's no way, her son, his temper follows her, he's very stubborn.

So Zhong Yi pushed away the words wrapped around her body, and dragged Song Yin over there to have fun, not leaving the stubborn person, "Yin'er, did you eat when you came?"

"Eat a little."

"Okay, let's eat some more."

Yan left and right followed behind.

Sitting in front of the grill was Yan Zhiqing and a fat cook from the Yan family.Yan Zhiqing is talking about his father.The head of Yan's family.He is earnestly roasting several skewers of lamb and vegetables.Forcibly grilled the skewers to a new level.

Yan Zhiqing is well-known in the circle as a person who loves his wife very much, and people before and after truly treat his wife like a queen.

Zhong Yi dragged Song Yin to show off in front of a group of rich ladies.He didn't treat Yan Youyou as his own son at all.

These wealthy wives surrounded Yan Zuo and Song Yin, repeatedly boasting that they were a pair of "golden boy and jade girl".

After Yan pestered Zhong Yi to put on that earring, he passed away.

The second floor, the room.

Yan left and right took a bath, put on comfortable pajamas and lay down on the bed, talking on the phone with Cheng Hao.Everything here is over, and the matter between him and Cheng Hao should also be put on the agenda.

Yan Zuoyou is 23 this year. In order to avoid a blind date, he swore to Zhong Yi that he sold himself before he was 24.

"Cheng Hao, I don't care. You must fly back the morning after tomorrow. What about coming out publicly? If you don't come back, don't talk about me. Even if you want to masturbate to me in real life in the future, don't even think about it."

On the other end of the phone, America.On the big bed, a young model with long hair was lying beside Cheng Hao, rubbing against Cheng Hao's arms.Hearing the other party's awkwardness, Cheng Hao pushed the young model away with a look of disgust.Concentrated on coaxing people, "Go back, definitely go back, does that mean you will sleep with me after I go back?"

Yan left and right hesitated, wouldn't he be unable to hide his strange illness by then? !No matter what, I still took one step at a time, and said these two words with a guilty conscience, "Of course."

"Okay, I will definitely go back the day after tomorrow."

Hanging up the phone, lying on the bed left and right, bored, completely cranky.His mind is jumping, thinking about everything, and thinking about it.

Thinking that I can finally be with Cheng Hao aboveboard in the future, thinking that I will finally not have to wear skirts to be abused by Ms. Zhong in the future, and thinking that I should change my hairstyle...

For some reason, I suddenly remembered that Gu He came, although he helped him, but the boy was not resentful, he was obviously a poor boy, but he looked cold and unworthy of beating, very hateful.

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated.Must take revenge! ! !

Before Cheng Hao came, he had to avenge his revenge, so that he could comfortably follow Cheng Hao to America.

The downstairs was still lively and lively, Zhong Yi even invited a well-known pianist in the circle to play the piano.It's barbecue and playing the piano. It's really "elegant" with neither fish nor fowl taste.

Seeing that Yan Zuoyou had already run away, Song Yin actually wanted to run away too.

Just when Kang Qin came out with dessert, Song Yin got up to help.These desserts are small and delicate, and they are very beautiful on the table.

"Mom, you are just fine, don't be too tired."

Kang Qin said leisurely, "What's going on with Xiaoyan's face?"

Song Yin picked up a piece of cream mousse and put it in his mouth, "It's been a long time since I ate the food you cooked."

"Are you with Xiaoyan today? Then why did his face look like that? Why didn't you take good care of him?"

"Xiaoyan told you?"

Kang Qin slapped Song Yin on the face, "How many times have I told you since I was a child, take good care of Xiaoyan, why don't you listen?"

Zhong saw that Song Yin never came back, so he saw the scene where Kang Qin beat Song Yin.He hurried over to stop her, and held Kang Qin's hand tightly, "What's the matter? No matter how anxious you are, you can't hit the child. Besides, there are so many people here today. Because the child is so old, no matter how you say it, you have to give it to the child." Save some face."

Kang Qin sighed again and again, "Zhong Yi, I'm not feeling well, so I'm going upstairs to rest first."

Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Song Yin to stay outside to help.

Song Yin looked at the plate of cream mousse on the table, and put a few pieces into his mouth.Just went over to the grill.

Song Yin stood beside Yan Zhiqing, watching the fire in the stove rise and fall, and remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, the voice was hoarse, "Uncle Yan, I will help you."

"Crying?" Yan Zhiqing raised his head and glanced at Song Yin, his eyes were full of kindness, all of which softened at the corners of his mouth, "What a child, how many years have passed, and he still cries at every turn."

Song Yin had just put a few skewers of chicken wings on the rack to roast, when the fire shot up, not only burned his hands, but also the meat fell to the ground, making it dirty.

Yan Zhiqing looked at Song Yin as if he were looking at a brat, "It's alright, alright, let's play and don't make trouble."

"No, I'm still waiting to eat chicken wings." Song Yin sat down and stared at Yan Zhiqing with his arms folded.

Yan Zhiqing took a few skewers of chicken wings to grill again.

Eleven o'clock sharp.After everyone left, the Yan family compound became quiet again.

But Zhong Yi is still very energetic.Under Zhong Yi's hoo hoo, the whole family had to play mahjong with her, neither Yan Zhiqing nor Song Yin could fall asleep.

Yan Zhiqing called out to his little ancestor again and again, "Forget it, how do you fight three missing ones?"

"No, I have to play mahjong today," Zhong Yi pouted, and then said with a smile, "Isn't your son back? Go and wake him up, there are just four of us."

"..." I would really cheat my son.

In the past, the two of them were too good at cheating their son, so the son would leave, and it took three years to leave.In fact, Yan Zhiqing was the one who didn't want his son to leave.Because his son was gone, Zhong Yi tricked him and forced him to wear women's clothing, which is a shame.

"Okay, okay, just be a demon, son, can you stay awake now? Don't call him son," Yan Zhiqing's voice raised a lot, "Old Liu!"

Old Liu has followed Yan Zhiqing for more than [-] years, and he can be said to be Yan Zhiqing's right-hand man. He is known as Facial Paralyzed Liu.His background is not clean, he is a member of the underworld, and he doesn't talk too much harshly, so he is respectfully called Master Liu.

As for how such a character followed Yan Zhiqing, bowed down and was sent by others, it is not known.

Old Liu was dressed in a black suit, and he didn't know where he came from, but he was always on call anyway.He bowed his head and answered, "Master, did you call me?"

He is not tall, a little short, and a little fat, no matter how you look at it, you can't see the grandeur of the master.The only thing is that the speech is very steady.

Yan Zhiqing said, "Come on, let's play mahjong together."

Liu with a paralyzed face shook his head, "Master, I can't."

"You, you, you, you!" Yan Zhiqing pointed at his paralyzed face, almost out of breath, a week ago you won all my pocket money for a month.

The author has something to say:

Yan Zhiqing: I have a saying mmp, I don't know if I should say it or not?

Facial Paralyzed Liu: Master, I am really sleepy. (??Dish?｀)