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Cheng Yuan wondered, he couldn't see the face clearly under the moonlight, so he withdrew his hand and wanted to walk back, but Han Yang refused to let go, smelling of alcohol, it was not difficult for people to misunderstand who was wrong. A reasonable drunkard is playing drunkenly downstairs.

"Who are you?" Cheng Yuan's tone was already a little impatient, he really didn't have the energy to deal with the alcoholic after moving bricks all day.

What kind of person is Han Yang?Having grown up so old, he never knew what a face is. He leaned over, put his arm around Cheng Yuan's shoulder, and drew a circle on the shoulder with one hand.

"Just lied to me 1000 yuan a week ago, and you forgot so soon?"

Cheng Yuan remembered the familiar smell of perfume almost immediately, and moved to the side uncomfortably, but Han Yang seemed to have no bones, and his whole body was about to hang on him.

"Oh." Cheng Yuan looked down at him and frowned.The smell of wine mixed with perfume was really unpleasant, he held his breath, and teased in a lukewarm way: "Are you that road idiot who went back and forth on the bridge three times?"

"Fart!" Han Yang hopped his feet and took a long step: "I can't see the scenery? Why are your eyes so deceitful?"

Cheng Yuan gave him a cold look: "You need to be trustworthy when doing business."

"You don't call it a business, it's called cheating money."

"Zhou Yu hit Huang Gai."

"You're not Zhou Yu, and I don't want to be Huang Gai."

Han Yang is very annoyed by anyone telling him historical allusions. He was not good at studying when he was in school.It's no problem to add up all the abilities in your body to deal with those upstarts in the mall, but when you meet a cultural person, you will be shy if you talk too much.

Cheng Yuan graduated from a well-known university, so he is not so stupid to shoot at the gun.He simply hugged his shoulders and said something:

"It's less than 10 minutes away, and you cheated me of 1000 yuan. Pay it back!"

Cheng Yuan glanced at him, turned his head and left.Reason with a drunk unless you're crazy.

But within two steps, Han Yang followed. He went upstairs faster, because of his physical strength, he left Han Yang behind in a few steps.

He hurriedly took out the key, and just as the door was opened, there was an annoying face in front of him.

"Let's go now? Do you believe that when I make a phone call, someone will line up and smash your glass?"

Han Yang leaned against the door frame half-closed his eyes, his cheeks were bright red.The shirt buttons on his body were unbuttoned three times, revealing the looming chest and the hickey marks on his shoulders that would not fade away in the future.

Cheng Yuan didn't want to get entangled with him, but he pushed it twice but didn't push it.He simply followed him, changed into his slippers and entered the door.

"I can call the police."

Han Yang laughed out loud, and followed Cheng Yuan into the door without even changing his shoes.

Standing in the living room and looking around, I found that this is an extremely poor rental house, not even a decent sofa.

He sighed, and nimbly sneaked into the bedroom, stabbed his head down, and the muscles that had been tense all day were finally relaxed.

When Cheng Yuan turned his head, he saw Han Yang trotting into the bedroom.

In fact, he is usually withdrawn and doesn’t like to socialize with others. Han Yang lost his way, and he came to ask for directions. He expected it. At that time, his friend Xue Jiang, who was also working on the construction site, was very attentive to Han Yang, and he didn’t like to stand out. .

Unexpectedly, Han Yang didn't even look at Xue Jiang, and stretched out his hand to call for him to lead the way.Xue Jiang was not happy, and Cheng Yuan also found it troublesome, so he just opened his mouth and asked for 500 yuan.

Originally, he thought that Han Yang would turn around and look for someone else, but he didn't expect that he would pay him 500 yuan without even thinking about it. Cheng Yuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and ride a motorcycle to take him there.

On the way, Xue Jiang chased him up. Cheng Yuan was afraid of hurting his feelings because of such a trivial matter, so he dawdled and waited for Xue Jiang to come.But before the person came, Han Yang thought that he was cheating on purpose, and angrily paid him another 500 yuan.

"Hungry—" Han Yang got out of the quilt, revealing a pair of big watery eyes, smiling like a little fox: "Will you cook a bowl of instant noodles?"

Cheng Yuan frowned. He realized that Han Yang was a rascal. He turned his head and took out the previous 1000 yuan from his pocket, throwing it on the bed: "Return the money to you, get out of here."

Han Yang unhurriedly picked up the stack of red tickets, checked them several times with his slender fair fingers, then threw them aside without even looking at them, and stretched his waist: "Master is not short of money. ,I'm hungry."

Cheng Yuan gritted his teeth and was about to call the police.Han Yang's red phoenix eyes seemed to see through him, and he pursed his lips lazily: "I have been living in the bureau since I was 14 years old, and the police can't do anything about me."

Cheng Yuan stood at the door for a long time, so he had no choice but to put his phone back and took a shower. He never looked at Han Yang from the beginning to the end, let alone cooking instant noodles.

After taking a shower, he pulled out a quilt and slept on the simple sofa in the living room.Han Yang was not too polite, took off his shoes, took off his suit, got under the quilt in his shorts, and fell asleep after a while.

In the middle of the night, Cheng Yuan was woken up by the sound of clanging in the kitchen.As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Han Yang, wearing only a shirt all over his body, bending over to look through the cabinet.

Cheng Yuan suddenly felt that a white flower exploded in his head. It wasn't because he wanted to be a hooligan, but because Han Yang's legs were too long and straight, which made people commit crimes.

Coughed twice uncomfortably, and said in a deep voice, "What are you looking through?"

Han Yang didn't look back, he held the basin dug out of the cupboard in one hand, and poked his head in to search around: "Why doesn't your house even have a bag of biscuits?" After finishing speaking, he drooped his head and rubbed his stomach full of grievances:

"I drank too much alcohol and my stomach hurts."

Cheng Yuan looked at him with a sullen face, stood up and walked over after a long time, reached out to pick up Han Yang: "Sit on the sofa."

Holding the empty basin in both hands, Han Yang still didn't sober up after sleeping. He stared blankly at Cheng Yuan for a long time, and after slowly reacting, he smiled and tapped his feet, trotted, and got into the quilt of the sofa.

Not long after, a bowl of fragrant shredded pork noodles was placed in front of him.

Cheng Yuan leaned on the sofa drowsy with dark circles under his eyes, and Han Yang finished a bowl of noodles in a short meeting, burping contentedly while stroking his bulging stomach.

"Go to the bedroom and sleep, it's so cold." He stretched out his foot and kicked Cheng Yuan's thigh twice: "Huh? Are you asleep?"

Cheng Yuan took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and told himself that 'killing people is illegal' and 'killing people is punishable with life', gritted his teeth and said, "If you are full, take your money and get out."

Instead of being angry, Han Yang smiled, and moved closer to him happily: "You are the first person to tell me to take the money and get out of here at such a young age. It's really exciting. Say it again."

Is there something wrong with this person's brain circuit?Cheng Yuan turned over, avoided Han Yang's touch, and walked quickly into the bedroom.Not long after, there was an annoying trot sound from behind.

Sure enough, Han Yang followed suit in the next second.

This is a scourge!

Cheng Yuan turned over angrily, not wanting to continue entanglement with this alcoholic.

But for some reason, although he closed his eyes, his heart was still hanging on Han Yang, wondering what Han Yang was doing, whether those two big white legs were covered with a blanket.

As a result, when his heart was hanging and his mind was full of random thoughts, Han Yang's even breathing sound came from behind him slowly, accompanied by a few light snoring occasionally.

Then, a white leg straddled him.

Excuse me, what is the maximum sentence for breaking the leg of an alcoholic?Waiting online, very urgent.