nice to drive

The hot pot the night before was very unhappy, Ying and Jiang didn't like spicy food, but Feng Tang made a series of deadly calls and turned off the phone.

After eating, his stomach was full, and He Qing worked hard to keep his stomach in and out while sitting, for fear that Ying Yu would see his stomach bulge a little bit, it was impossible, it would ruin his image too much.

Regarding the matter of Ying and Jiang not liking spicy food, He Qing even started to think about whether to continue liking him.

This question is simply too serious for a Sichuanese.

But this problem was strangled in the cradle when Ying Yu stretched out a paper in his hand to wipe the milk stains from the corner of his mouth.

When the corner of He Qing's lips was touched, the reaction was particularly strong, and she suddenly leaned back to avoid it, staring at the person next to her for a long time, speechless.

He Qing was in a daze just now, Ying Yujiang reminded him several times but was ignored, just happened to have paper in his hand, and wanted to wipe it for He Qing, who would have thought that the reaction would be so intense, it made his heart tremble.

Ying and Jiang had no expression on their faces, and said indifferently: "I told you that you didn't respond for a long time."

He Qing's face raised, the tip of her tongue licked off the milk stains from the corners of her lips, the corners of her eyes were a little red, her heart was swollen, she was very embarrassed, she pretended to be calm, and said, "Hey, don't touch me!"

Throwing this sentence is a panic, and throwing something wrong.

Seeing that Ying Yujiang's expression changed, He Qing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but felt that he had said the right thing.

Originally, he disliked Lanzhou and Fengtang being close to each other, even if he liked to respond to the general, but he teased himself from time to time without knowing why, and he didn't say anything, what was it?

Ying Yujiang felt that he had said a lot to He Qing tonight, but this sentence made him feel the most uncomfortable.He didn't say much, and took out the key of McLaren P1 from his pocket and handed it to Congratulations.

"Come back soon."

Ying and Jiang checked WeChat and said, "I have to go home."

The news of Ying Yuchen on WeChat jumped out frantically, and 30+ messages have been swiped.It seems that my little idiot brother played with the key again, and the new lock cylinder has not been replaced in time, and the key does not match. I guess I will go back late and this little bastard will have to be locked at the door.

He Qing didn't ask too much. Originally, wasn't it just eating a hot pot and thinking about where to hang out after eating?

Seeing Ying Yujiang's appearance as a good man at home, he didn't count on it anymore, took the key and pressed it to the side of the car: "Don't take a taxi, I'll see you off."

When the butterfly wing door opened, He Qing got in first, lit the fire, and slowly moved the car out.

There was no words all the way, and the congratulations were very fast. Within half an hour, Biao Ying and Jiang's house were near, and the two of them were "going straight." "Turning left." , arrived at the destination.

Ying Yujiang got out of the car, watched as He Qing turned off the fire, sat in the driver's seat and lit a cigarette, smoked, and stopped unconsciously.

After taking a puff of smoke, He Qing's face was slightly blurred in the darkness. Seeing Ying Ying and the general standing still, he put the filter in his mouth and said, "You go up first, I'll take a rest and leave... I'll eat Have to hold on a little bit."

Ying Yujiang was silent, nodded, turned around and entered the elevator.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw Ying Xiaoer at the door of the house with a cute face, carrying a big schoolbag, or only one shoulder, squatting in the corner flipping through the books, although the flipping was very artificial, probably because of the congratulations The sports car is loud.

When Ying Xiaoer saw Ying Yujiang coming back, he stood up with a "huh", and the first thing he said was: "Brother, did He Qing send you back?"

Ying Yujiang took out the key and walked over, and by the way, he reached out to straighten Ying Xiaoer's other schoolbag strap, and without looking at his brother, he went to open the door with the key, and said while turning the lock cylinder, "Yes."

"I've seen it all!" Ying Xiaoer jumped now: "You and He Qing..."

"I don't need to explain when I see it."

While talking, Ying and Jiang glanced at him sideways, stopped his younger brother from blurting out his words, turned off the lights, did not change his shoes, walked straight to the medicine box under the TV cabinet in the living room, and looked for a box of stomach-strengthening and eliminating food tablets Come out and show it to Ying Xiaoer: "You send it down for congratulations."

After he finished speaking, he glanced out the window, and it turned out that He Qing's car was still parked.

"I..." Ying Xiaoer looked at his brother's scary eyes, swallowed the word "reliable", and coughed: "Brother..."

Ying Yujiang lit a cigarette, and the flames of Lao Gao made half of his face shake slightly in the blue flame, and he spoke in a tone that could not be rejected: "Go."

His brother's order was like a mountain of military orders to him, Ying Xiaoer felt that he had to execute it immediately, took it and threw away his schoolbag and ran downstairs.

Although Ying Yuchen was beaten up by He Qing's friend once, but since his brother beat He Qing up again, and he also cut up He Qing's car, he was still a little embarrassed.

Today, with his brother's backing and courage, he is still quite confident now, but his brother's giving such a box of medicine is clearly showing his concern, and Ying Xiaoer's heart is at a loss.

He bounced downstairs, approached and knocked on the car window, He Qing pressed the car door suddenly, the butterfly wings rose, Ying Xiaoer took a step back in shock.

It was the first time Ying Xiaoer took a close look at He Qing's face so closely, and he thought it was just handsome, and he thought it was a good thing he wasn't a face controler.

He Qing just pinched the butt of the cigarette, and a smell of tobacco came from his throat, and the whole car was filled with the smell, and he was annoyed by the smell. It seemed that he knocked on the car window politely.

He watched Ying Xiaoer pass a box of Jianweixiaoshi tablets in from the window, with a bright smile on his childish face: "This is what my brother gave you..."

He Qing took it over with a sullen face, said "thank you", and heard Ying Xiaoer standing beside him stupidly, as if mustering up his courage, he asked, "Young Master He, you and my brother are good friends now. ?”

Staring sideways, He Qing thought, what is your name, Young Master He, sister-in-law!

Although I thought so in my heart, my face was still tense: "The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water."

Then He Qing threw the cigarette butt to light the fire, and said seriously while fastening the seat belt: "The kind of mineral water."

……

Ying Xiaoer went upstairs with a dazed expression, wondering in her heart, seeing the posture of the two of them, it was not like mineral water, but like two arsenic, I don't know what kind of enmity there is.

Seeing his brother's gloomy face, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He just felt that he had suffered domestic cold violence, so he went into the study to read at night with the light on.

When he finished a set of papers, he saw that it was almost eleven o'clock, and tiptoed out of the room, and saw his brother was still sitting on the balcony smoking a cigarette, with broad shoulders at night, a lonely back, wearing a thin pullover , I don't seem to feel cold.

He went back to the room and took out a down jacket, opened the balcony door and went out, and put it on for his brother.

Then he found a small bench and sat next to his brother to smoke second-hand smoke.

Ying Xiaoer winked: "Brother? What are you bothering about here?"

Ying Yujiang turned his head to look at him, and after a moment of silence, he hesitated and said, "I'm thinking about whether something is right or wrong."

After getting along during this period of time, He Qing's successive overtures and closeness have beaten him to the point of being stunned.

He could see the little evil fire in He Qing's eyes, burning towards him in groups, some small movements, some small emotions, but he couldn't understand why, and he didn't know what He Qing was thinking.

He knew that Congratulations belonged to the temperament of the outsider and the inside. On the surface, it seemed that the waves were endless. At night, he would hang out with his buddies in various bars, but in private, he was the kind of stubborn person, and he had never seen him. Seeing some marks on his neck, and blushing at every turn.

He Qing looked at his eyes, got into an awkward fight with him, every word he said, every WeChat message he sent, he should feel that even the dullest person is different.

When he was in Beijing a few years ago, he had never seen any type of people or been to any game. He had been to the health care game where goji berries were soaked in beer. There were countless men and women posted on his body, and he was not a mess People who eat have a certain amount of advance and retreat, they should refuse to refuse, accept those who can accept it, and never take it home, but they will not hide it from Ying Xiaoer.

A few years ago, Ying Xiaoer was still young and ignorant, and often pestered him to ask, when would he find a sister-in-law for him?

It's not that Ying and Jiang have never had the idea of ​​getting married, but he has a big business, and he still makes cars. He has too many grievances and grievances, and he can't count them. He dare not find a woman easily and just let it go.

He knew in his heart that the development from Beijing to Chengdu was definitely not caused by Ying Xiaoer's fight at the source of Shichahai. Although the quality of life is quite different from the previous one after making a comeback, it is still not a worry about food and clothing.

As soon as he arrived in Chengdu and met a person surnamed Shan again, he was tired of dealing with it.

He can work hard to preserve Ying Xiaoer's healthy and healthy growth, but it doesn't mean he can protect another congratulatory situation with all his strength. Besides, Ying Xiaoer was beaten once and stabbed once in only a year since he came here.

Who is He Qing, the only seedling of the three generations of Jiabei Group, who dares to touch it?

Ying Yujiang had the guts to touch He Qing, and even wanted to keep He Qing by his side, but he didn't have the guts to guarantee that He Qing had really thought it through, or that it was very realistic that He Qing had seriously thought about it. The problem.

Before he came to Chengdu, he had thought that he might meet the young master of the He family in this big southwest city, as a business partner or a business competitor, but he never imagined that it would start like that and then develop into The situation today...

He Qing likes him, he knows it all.

I have seen countless people, and I have never seen how charming and charming. She is pure coquettish, but I have never seen a congratulatory person who has both, and is very attractive.

He Qing is different from anyone he has ever met.

Secret love is a matter of one person, unrequited love is a matter of one person, but liking each other and falling in love is a matter of two people.

The foundation of Ying and Jiang is not stable, everything needs to be cautious at all times, be careful and be kind, Shan Jiang is not the only one who wants to punish him, it is only a long time, he can't just drag He Qing into the water.

In the past few days, there are still people trying to smuggle him, and the parts have not been inspected.There is not a lot of contacts here, and it is also tricky to deal with. Only relying on congratulations to accompany each other every day, the mood will be much better.

God knows how much he wants to talk to He Qing, how much he wants to talk to him, how much he wants to ask He Qing if he wants to talk to him.

But this is something that cannot be decided rashly at the moment.

He was all kind to He Qing before, it was completely out of instinct, and he never thought about the possibility that He Qing might like him.

Up until now, He Qing was like a child who didn't know the world, running barefoot from afar, and fell headlong into his firm arms.

When Ying and Jiang thought of the way He Qing stared and bit down the straw drinking soy milk today, he felt very happy.

Before going to bed, Ying and Xiaoer dragged Ying Xiaoer, who was playing games with the tablet after washing, from the living room all the way to the bedroom, threw the tablet on the bed, confiscated the tablet, turned off the lights, and then went back to his room to get ready to rest.

As soon as Ying and Jiang refreshed their circle of friends, they saw a small video posted by Congratulations. The location was a bar, and the location was Jiuyanqiao. The text was accompanied by: Celebration!

On the stage are men and women dancing vigorously. The camera shakes violently. Someone is pouring beer into a wine glass in front of him, and there are a few dice by the foot of the glass. Electronic sounds can be heard mixed with someone shouting in the background: "Hey! Less! Blow the bottle!"

Then the camera vibrated suddenly, it should be He Qing who patted the table, her voice was a little hoarse, but she was very proud: "Blow! I'm afraid it will hurt your brains today..."

Both should and will be a headache.

He remembered that He Qing once made him laugh and told him that he drank too much in Lan Kwai Fong during Chinese New Year last year and didn't drive. The group of people playing in the car circle, no one knows anyone when they are drunk, who cares that he is Young Master He.

He Qing fumbled for a Didi Taxi with her cell phone, but she was probably drunk and called a Didi Taxi instead.

That idiot driver stared at the idiot He Qing in the cold night wind, and finally couldn't help asking: "Sir, where is your car?"

The idiot He Qing was also in a daze, and asked back: "Ah? What about your car?"

Ying Yujiang is a little bit angry now, and he doesn't have the time to laugh at the funny scenes. He only saw another new reminder in Moments, and then turned to see that it was sent by He Qing, and it was a small video.

It was taken by someone else with He Qing's mobile phone. In the picture, He Qing carried a basin that he found somewhere. The basin was not too big, but there was beer poured in it. The person holding the mobile phone shouted: "Young Master He! Come on! ! Come blow the pot!"

Everyone around shouted He Qing's name, but it turned out that He Qing was so fucking good, and started drinking from a basin.

After drinking for five or six seconds, he put down the basin, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to continue, but Lan Zhou next to him blocked him with an arm, and shouted to the people watching: "A group of white-eyed wolves! They are all bullying us, Young Master He!" Are you in a bad mood today?"

He Qing narrowed her eyes to block him, the waist of her trousers fell a little, and a small section of white snow could be seen under the hem of her clothes.

He blocked it and said, "Don't disappoint, this is not a celebration..."

Ying and Jiang slammed the phone off.

Ying Xiaoer heard the door of the house shut with a "bang", jumped up from the bed, ran down the first floor with bare feet, saw his brother's slippers on the carpet at the door, opened the door and ran to the elevator Go and watch the red number on the elevator change from "3" to "-1".

He took out his mobile phone to call his brother, and after a long time of beeping, he answered, "Are you still asleep?"

Ying Xiaoer was huddled under the quilt and flipping through manga, carrying the desk lamp, it was very hard work, just saw the enemy camp throwing a bomb into the main character's army, his brother slammed the door and left, scaring him Got a shudder.

Ying Xiaoer's voice was muffled, but he felt wronged: "Brother, where are you going?"

Ying and Jiang Zheng just ignited the Mercedes-Benz Big G, and took a deep breath while sitting in their seats.

"I'm going to drive instead."

(Thank you for your comments! At the request of Miss Sister, I packed another Yangcheng Lake hairy crab-style wrapped Ying Xiaoer, served with mustard, and distributed ing.)

① Blowing the bottle: drink a bottle of wine in one go.