nice to drive

In fact, when entering the gas station, He Qing woke up.

After taking 1 minute to realize why Ying and General were here, He Qing slumped on the cushion and squinted his eyes, watching Ying and General driving, talking, shifting gears, and paying for gas.

and peeking at yourself.

After drinking, the evil fire couldn't be extinguished once poured on it, and she didn't know where the courage came from, He Qing propped herself up and sat up straight, and boldly raised her hand to tease Ying Yujiang.

In exchange for what?He sat in peace and security, protected himself wisely, did not eat meat, and did not say a word except "you are drunk".

When the car got out of the gas station, the window was pushed down, the cold wind blew, and the mind cleared up a little. He Qing took out his mobile phone to check, there were more than ten missed calls from Fengtang, and WeChat was about to explode. Still shouting, Young Master He slipped away?

He Qing put her elbows on the armrest box, pushed down the window a bit, blowing cold wind, and called Fengtang back: "Wake up, wake up, in safe mode..."

Ying Yu looked indifferent, glanced at He Qing, and heard the latter curse: "You dumped me to him, why can't you keep me... huh? Fuck, are you serious?"

In the next second, He Qing felt that the car was shaking so hard that he felt dizzy, and almost covered his face: "It's just a big G, I'm so fucking ashamed..."

Fengtang gritted his teeth on the other end of the phone: "Pretend to be aggressive, I follow the flow and follow your wishes... He Xiaochunqing, you may not know what kind of success..."

Thinking of Ying and Jiang's reaction just now, He Qing's headache was about to split, and she didn't want to vomit, so she just got angry: "Fuck!"

Feng Tang said again: "You are drunk this time...why are you so obedient?"

He Qing scolded: "Which time do I not..."

Then Fengtang said over there that when he was in high school, he once got drunk and asked to dive, forcing Lanzhou to buy a diving goggle from the canteen at the entrance of the swimming pool. After leaving the dormitory, I saw He Qing wearing a diving goggle, entering the school in a state of boredom, without speaking, and wanted to jump into the school pool. Lan Zhou and a few brothers hugged He Qing by the waist and dragged back desperately.

Ying Yujiang listened beside him, and he couldn't distract himself while driving. He didn't care much about what He Qing said, but as soon as He Qing pushed down the window, he pushed it up again for He Qing.

He Qing was in a state of scolding with Fengtang, the two drunks were talking on the phone in a daze, and now they were bored to the point of discomfort, He Qing tore off the sweater and shouted: "Hot... ..."

Should and will be imperative: "I will catch a cold."

As soon as these words came out, He Qing felt that it was over.

He is neither lacking in love nor lacking in calcium, so when he arrived at Yingyujiang, his pride turned into arrogance, his anger turned into grievance, and his joy turned into hitting against the south wall.

When you pretended to be so desireless and treated yourself so well before, didn't you think about the consequences?

He thought about it, if he turned his back on a straight man, that would be fine, but he feels that this man is not so straight, and he has found someone to investigate his previous friends in Beijing, and they are not all. woman.

I just don't know if the one or two men found out are friends with benefits or lovers.

Earlier, after he told Fengtang about Ying and Jiang's need to protect himself at the second ring road regardless of safety, Fengtang corrected his self-indulgence with disdain: "He treats you like a younger brother!"

He Qing's little tail was raised high: "Why does he treat me as a younger brother?"

This question made it Feng Tang's turn to be stupid: "That's right, there is no reason!"

As a result, when we met at Jiuyanqiao tonight, Fengtang just sent a WeChat message, and the first sentence was: That man is definitely interested in you.

He Qing's current mood is that everything is serious, holding the phone and replying in seconds: What is that man, please pay attention to your wording

Fengtang:? ? ?Grass?

……

After parking the car in the garage, Ying and Jiang turned to look at the congratulations.

He fell asleep early on the road, and his tall figure was curled up in the small space in the car, looking very aggrieved, his cheeks were flushed, and his nose still smelled of alcohol.

Ying Yujiang took off a coat and covered him with it, couldn't hold back, reached out and pinched his face.

He sleeps when he is drunk, sleeps and wakes up, wakes up and sleeps again, does not throw alcohol, shouts or dances, and can recognize cars and people, which is really easy to support.

It's a pity that he himself is not a person who enjoys pleasure in time, but He Qing is.

Going around to the door to open the door, Ying and Jiang took off their coats and put them on He Qing, before hugging them into their arms.

He Qing fell into a light sleep, closed his eyes and muttered something, Ying and Jiang couldn't hear clearly, grabbed his wrist, stabilized his back, took out the car key with one hand, locked the door, and walked upstairs step by step.

When pressing the elevator, he thought, He Qing looks thin, but still quite heavy.

Crying to eat this and that every day, it means that you can’t gain weight just by eating.

He can't take a bath when he's drunk, and He Qing is sleeping well now, lying quietly on his bed without making a sound or turning over.

The lights in the room are dimly lit, and the decoration style is elegant and simple. The bed is a single bed, facing a projector, the walls are painted light crab gray, and the large floor-to-ceiling windows are hung with a layer of dark shade cloth, which is more convenient to cope with the daytime. Occasionally free to rest.

The air in Chengdu is humid and rainy, and the family lives on the third floor. Looking down from the window of Ying Yujiang's room, he can always see how his brother sneaks out to play every day.

Putting He Qing down, he squatted down and took off his shoes and socks. Ying Yujiang usually slept hard, so he put another layer of quilt on the mattress, making He Qing sink into the softness, clutching the quilt Wrapped in a cotton ball.

Ying Yu put her hands on the head of the bed, followed the light, and she could still see the mole under He Qing's eyes, making her sleeping face more lively.

That is to say, he doesn't show his teeth and claws so much when he is drunk, he doesn't irritate people, he doesn't act wild, and he has a rare soft and waxy appearance.

He leaned over suddenly, approached He Qing, and stared with bated breath.

The lips and teeth of the two were only a finger's width apart, and their breathing seemed to be entangled.

In the next second, Ying and Jiang will sit back and sit apart.

Being so close, He Qing didn't even tremble her eyelids, it seemed that she really fell asleep.

He stretched out his hand to loosen the soft hair on He Qing's forehead, wrung it out with a wet towel and wiped his face, secretly thankful that the kid had a strong body and didn't have a fever after drinking so much.

He Qing fell asleep with his face covered, kicked him in his sleep, turned over and fell asleep on his stomach again.

Ying and will stretch out his arms to pick up the congratulations and turn them over.

Here, He Qing curled up again, with her head facing the edge of the bed, completely off the pillow.

Stretching out his arms to grab the pillow, Ying and Jiang lifted He Qing's neck and put the pillow under his head.

He Qing turned around again, stretched out her long legs to clamp the quilt, and breathed evenly.

After trying a few times, He Qing's legs were stretched out as soon as they were stuffed in. There was nothing he could do. Ying Yujiang brought another quilt from the next bedroom and piled it beside the bed, and brought him two stools to hold the edge of the bed plug up.

That night, he turned off the lights, sat by the bed and watched the congratulations for a long time, and thought about many things.

The next day, it was just dawn early in the morning, and Ying and Jiang woke up completely because they slept too late last night.

At six or seven o'clock, Ying Xiaoer was carrying a schoolbag, a basketball bag in his hand, and wearing a pair of Nike basketball shoes he bought a few days ago. He stood in front of the sofa with a confused look on his face: "Brother? Why are you sleeping?" Are you on the sofa?"

Ying Yujiang looked at him with half-opened eyes, still awake, unable to speak.

Isn't today Friday, this little brat doesn't have class?

Before he could open his mouth, Ying Xiaoer let out an "oh", with bright eyes, and lowered his voice, "I see..."

Then he carried his basketball bag, rushed upstairs, and tiptoed to open the door of his brother's room.

In the next second, Ying Yujiang heard his younger brother gasp again, retreated out, closed the door gently, and went downstairs gently step by step.

In the process of running upstairs, he made countless assumptions, and he was well prepared psychologically. If he was an aunt who could barely accept it, it would be fine if his brother liked it, but why congratulations?

Ying Xiaoer stood still in front of him, and said sadly, "Brother, I think..."

He was too lazy to explain to him, Ying Yujiang felt a headache when he looked at Ying Xiaoer, noticed the basketball net bag he was carrying, and looked like he was wearing combat boots and carrying a bomb to go to the battlefield, he raised his eyes and asked: "Ying Yuchen, what are you doing?" No class today?"

Ying Xiaoer rolled his eyes, and when he heard his brother call him by his name, his heart skipped a beat. He didn't dare to be tough, so he had to give in and said, "Brother, why don't you let me take a vacation?"

Ying Yujiang sneered: "Are you afraid? Didn't you post on Moments yesterday, saying that as long as you have the courage, you can have seven days off a week? Why don't you say that every winter and summer vacation?"

It was rare to hear his brother talk to him so much in one breath, Ying Xiaoer was still a little excited.

After thinking about it, he said in surprise: "I... Didn't I block you?"

Ying and Jiang's black face: "..."

After Ying Xiaoer made it clear that he was going to play a basketball game at Southwest Jiaotong University this morning, Ying and General asked him to turn left and turn right to stand at attention, and checked whether the shoes would sprain his feet and whether he had brought the things he should bring. Another few hundred dollars was stuffed into him, and he was approved to go, saying that he would ask for leave from the school and let him pay attention to safety.

So Ying Xiaoer, who received the amnesty order, walked away happily carrying a basketball bag.

When he was leaving, Ying Xiaoer grabbed the door frame and asked, "Brother, did you sleep with He Qing?"

"No."

After hearing this, his eyelids twitched, and Ying and Jiang went to close the door expressionlessly, only to find that his brother was stuck on the doorknob and would not let go, and added: "Get out."

Naturally, Ying Xiaoer was afraid of his brother's "shut up" stare, so he recalled the congratulations of sleeping soundly and neatly dressed, and didn't bother to ask any more questions, so he flicked the hook and left.

When he was in Beijing, he heard a little about his brother's girlfriend, but he really only saw one, a mature woman, when he was young, that woman would stuff a piece of imported white into his mouth as soon as she came up. Chocolate, with exquisite makeup on her face, said with a delicate smile: "Your minister is so cute!"

He only remembered the woman's white breasts, so he knew that his brother liked the kind of mature, sister Yu's, temperament, big breasted women, and men, probably also the kind of mature, Be steady.

Congratulations?impossible.

Thinking of He Qing, Ying Xiaoer's back hurts, and the place where he was stabbed also hurts, all eyes are He Qing who drove a Lamborghini into his ass at the Jingang Circuit that night, and then had a provocative expression on his face.

He was actually able to sleep on his brother's bed, the sky has no eyes, what else is there for this kind of person besides being more attractive?

However, the mutton soup on the night of the winter solstice was quite delicious, and the impression value was added... add [-]:[-].

At home, Ying and Jiang were making such a fuss that they couldn't fall asleep at all, so they got up to clean up and wash up, went downstairs to buy new toiletries, and bought two breakfasts by the way.

The morning light was twilight, and it quietly shone all over the floor along the window lattice, shining waves of warmth on his body.

He Qing slept until one o'clock in the afternoon. When she woke up, she still felt a splitting headache, but it was much better than last night.

He sat up, looked around, tried his best to recall everything from last night, and was basically sure that this was Ying and Jiang's room.

Damn, is this shit a benefit of being drunk?

He Qing buried her face in the quilt, her ears turned red, she arched her head in disorder, rolled and made a fuss, and felt that the bed was too small.

Although it's not that hypocritical, and I'm not a girl, and I don't have so many hearts, but I wake up and lie on the bed of my crush, this mother is too happy.

When Ying Yujiang opened the door and came in, he saw He Qing planted in the bed, her head buried in the pillow, covered tightly with the quilt, her legs were all exposed outside.

It seems that he is awake.

Hearing that someone came to open the door, He Qing lifted the quilt, quite generously, she was still wearing a thin sweater, and raised her hand to wipe her hair.

He Qing didn't smile, and said hello: "Good morning."

I shouldn't be ugly now, right?He Qing was very nervous.

"Morning, congratulations."

As soon as this title came out, the tone of voice was charming, and He Qing felt his heart revive again, and kept beating non-stop.

Standing at the door, General Ying Yu was still holding He Qing's cell phone that kept ringing in his hand. He walked to the bed and stretched out his hand to stroke the bristling hair on He Qing's head, and handed the phone to him: " your phone."

He Qing took the phone and looked at it. It was someone from the group. He was so anxious to call the private number for anything?

Ying and Jiang: "The toiletries are in the bathroom, and there is lunch on the table. Come and eat after answering the phone."

Seeing that the phone kept flashing, He Qing woke up from drowsiness, said "um", pointed to the phone, and quickly picked up the phone.

When closing the bedroom door and going out, Ying and Jiang heard He Qing roaring in the room: "Who the hell is so bold!"

①Swing the hook: turn around and shake your butt.