exoTheUnfairClub

Song Ping thought of taking a share, but Song Ping was still trembling, and Jin Zhongda could only keep patting him on the shoulder to comfort him.

The ones who can still drive are Do Kyungsoo, Kim Jong Dae and Song Pyung.

Song Ping held the key given to him by Park Chanyeol, looking helplessly at Zhang Yixing who was trying to stay awake.

"Let's go, just don't throw us into the ravine."

"..." Sounded like reassuring words, but made Song Ping even more nervous.

Park Chanyeol walked over, returned to the image of a big dog, buried his face in Zhang Yixing's neck, and pushed Zhang Yixing's waist into the car: "Why don't you leave?"

Song Ping could only open the door, sit in the driver's seat, and hold the steering wheel to impress himself with the psychological hint of "it will arrive safely, don't think too much".

Do Kyungsoo had already left one step ahead of them, only Kim Junmyeon was in the car.

"Go back to Baekhyun, do you remember the way?" Jin Zhongda sat in the car and shouted to Song Ping.

"remember."

"Then, you go first, I will postpone it."

Song Ping was just about to say that you drank a lot just now, and you brought Bian Boxian and Wu Shixun with you, why did you delay, when you heard Park Chanyeol roll down the car window and light a cigarette carelessly: "Let's go quickly."

Song Ping drove carefully on the way back, maintaining a speed that would not allow Park Chanyeol to complain. He turned his head a few times in the middle, only to see Park Chanyeol opening the window to blow the wind, while putting Zhang Yixing's head on his shoulder, carefully protecting the car. Don't let him fall down.

He only felt that the way these two people got along was a bit strange, but without thinking too much, Park Chanyeol made a silence gesture at him through the rearview mirror, and then said nothing again.

The outline of City S is mixed with the light of the morning sun, and the shadow of midnight has not completely dissipated.

Song Ping drove the car towards the junction of light and darkness, the background music was the whirling sound of Zhang Yixing's clothes, and the sound of Park Chanyeol's cigarette being eroded by the fire.

CH7

"Progress basically didn't deviate from your script."

"Of course, they are really stupid. They fall apart after a few words of provocation. I really don't know how the minds of the Jin family grow up."

"Probably no one has dared to overthrow their real power from the ancestors to the present."

"Then let's come..."

In order to save Kim Junmyeon's life, Do Kyungsoo thoughtfully transported Kim Junmyeon to his home, avoiding the explosive barrel Kim Jongdae.

Under Park Chanyeol's still clear guidance, Song Ping parked the car safely on the side of the road. Park Chanyeol got off the station and lit another cigarette on the side of the road. Song Ping sat in the car and looked back at Zhang Yixing leaning his head on the window , half-opened and half-closed eyes, I don't know if I'm awake or drunk.

"Going to work tomorrow?" Zhang Yixing said coolly.

Song Ping unbuckled his seat belt, nodded, and said, "Well, in the afternoon."

After hearing Song Ping's answer, Zhang Yixing didn't speak again, opened the car door and stood up, grabbed Park Chanyeol's collar, and snatched half a cigarette from his mouth.

Park Chanyeol was leaning against the wall of a bakery, his chin was only two or three centimeters away from the smoke in Zhang Yixing's mouth. In addition to the smell of tobacco, the tip of his nose also had a strong aroma of toasted bread even in the middle of the night.

"elder brother?"

Zhang Yixing raised his eyes, but still didn't open them. He spat out the cigarette butts in his mouth, took two steps back, and fell onto the car.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Park Canlie stopped Zhang Yixing, lifted his head, wiped a thin layer of sweat from his brow, and said to Song Ping, "It's okay, he's sleepy."

Just as Song Ping was about to say something, Zhang Yixing looked at the non-aggressive Zhang Yixing, like that ginger cat that often lays on the library door to bask in the sun, lazily and comfortably nestling on Park Chanyeol.They looked harmonious, but Song Ping felt strange in his heart.

The three of them stood at the corner of the street, looking as boring as a black and white sketch drawn by a street painter.

Before the weird feeling in his heart completely dissipated, he heard Jin Zhongda's voice, which seemed to be deliberately opening the window to let Bian Boxian and Wu Shixun breathe, so that Song Ping listened seriously.

Admiralty continued to complain, "Axi, I really owed you two money in my previous life, and I dared to vomit in the car."

Wu Shixun responded with his tongue out, "What are you talking about, it's not your car."

"Yes yes yes, it's your brother Baekhyun's car, but your brother Zhong and I are still in the car, please do me a favor and keep your stomachs and esophagus in check."

"Didn't he vomit in the car? You, a clean freak, stopped in time."

"Hey boy, is this the way you talk to your brother and me?!" Jin Zhong stopped the car two meters behind Song Ping angrily, jumped off and kicked the wheels hard.

Wu Shixun couldn't even stand still, so he dutifully fished Baekhyun out of the car, completely ignoring the latter's nonsense, and hooked his left leg on him like a koala.

"Bian Baekhyun, where did you put the access control card?" Jin Zhongda asked.

"Hmm..." Bian Baekhyun pursed his mouth impatiently as if he had been quarreled, avoided the light source, and shrunk his entire face into the socket of Wu Shixun's neck.

Wu Shixun moved uncomfortably, put Baekhyun on his shoulder with one hand, reached into the back pocket of Baekhyun's jeans with the other hand, took out the card and threw it to Jin Zhongda.

The sharp-eyed Jin Zhong smiled strangely at Wu Shixun calmly, yelled loudly that he was sleepy and went to bed, and entered the house first.

Baekhyun's house only has the master bedroom and two rooms where Kim Junmian lives. Park Chanyeol put his arms around Zhang Yixing and walked into the master bedroom with long legs: "I will take care of Brother Yixing, don't bother if you have nothing to worry about."

Jin Zhong took a big look at Song Ping, who was slowing down, and pulled him into Jin Junmian's room. He would rather see Jin Junmian's room in a mess than sleep in the living room.

Instead, Bian Boxian, the owner of the house, and Wu Shixun, a coolie, were left in the living room, and there were bloodstains and dirt from Song Ping's pants on the sofa.

Oh Sehun smacked his lips and knocked on the door of the master bedroom to ask Park Chanyeol to at least throw out clean sheets and pillows.

Park Chanyeol who came out to open the door had messy hair, his jacket had been taken off, the black T-shirt inside was wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth were still a little red.

"Here, hey, bring me a glass of water."

Wu Shixun ran to the kitchen with the sheets in his arms, took out two bottles of water from the refrigerator and threw them to Park Chanyeol, and then heard the door slam.He shrugged, glanced at Baekhyun who was still obediently lying on the dining table, and turned on the tap to wash his face.

Park Chanyeol supported Zhang Yixing on his body and slowly fed him water. Zhang Yixing drank most of the bottle in a daze before turning his head.

It took a lot of effort to undress him just now, Zhang Yixing was annoyed by him and opened his eyes, saw that it was Park Chanyeol, and kissed him on the mouth with a smile.He was just about to kiss back when he was spoiled by the little bastard Wu Shixun.

Zhang Yixing slid down from his arms and was buried under the duvet. He seemed to be comfortable, and even raised his head to rub against Park Chanyeol's waist.

Park Chanyeol took off his pants and T-shirt, pulled Zhang Yixing out of the quilt, and kissed him on the bridge of the nose.

"Brother, it would be nice if you were always like this with me."

Zhang Yixing's cell phone had already been muted by him, and it was buzzing and vibrating when he threw it on the floor stand, and it displayed "'Mom' is calling".

"How good it is to be as firm as you are now, and I will always have a reason to be by your side."

Both ends of the bathroom are connected to the guest room and the master bedroom. Song Ping carefully went in to take a wash when he heard that the master bedroom was quiet. wash room.

"Oh, have you finished packing? I haven't got many hidden weapons on Jin Junmian's bed yet, so you can just wrap them in a quilt and put them on the ground."

"Well, I can just sleep on the floor." Song Ping said, trying to clear out a space for a standard bed in a Chinese student dormitory, but he couldn't do anything with the debris that was almost half the height of a person.

"You can't clean it up, just make do with me for one night, huh?" Jin Zhong stepped into the bathroom with a flash.

Song Ping could only obediently make the bed and shrink to the edge of the bed.He turned his back to the tidied Admiralty, only to feel that the mattress behind him had sunk, and a heat source was less than ten centimeters away from him.

Jin Zhongda seemed to be tired after drinking a lot, and fell asleep after a few minutes, Song Ping was indeed very awake.

The accident that happened today seemed to push him towards the brothers.They seem to be harmless, they are gentle and polite in dealing with others, they have a certain amount of advance and retreat, and they are a little proud.

Why do these elegant young masters accept themselves without difficulty?Is it true that as the rumors say, he was used as a tool for making fun, and it's okay to be able to please him all the time. If he disobeyed their wishes, he would never know how he was played to death.

Song Ping felt a little annoyed at this thought, turned over and saw Jin Zhongda lying next to him, and was startled belatedly.

He collected himself, looked at Jin Zhongda's silhouette in the night, and recalled what he saw in the tavern just now.

The content of their chat was almost gentler than that of the boys in Songping High School. Apart from studies and girls, they just placed bets on various competitions in the next season.

He was poured another glass of wine by Bian Baekhyun. After one shot, he looked drunkly at Wu Shixun who was sitting opposite him. The man forked a piece of bacon, and said incoherently: "Girls for now, girls for later, girls forgay." Then he smiled wickedly at Bian Boxian.

Song Ping shook his head and jotted down a general idea at the time, but now that he thinks about it, Wu Shixun is probably the one with a bad mouth and no scruples among them.

It may be that some alcohol is involved, Song Ping's memory is chaotic, and he even thinks about the problem in a wild way.