After teasing the object of revenge, the car overturned

Zhao Tinghe closed his eyes and paused for two seconds, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, not sure if he was laughing or simply feeling helpless.

Originally Miao Geng said those two words with confidence, but now Zhao Tinghe's reaction made him feel embarrassed, especially Zhao Tinghe's meaningful smile, he always felt that he was being played.

Miao Geng moved closer, stretched out his hand, and pulled Zhao Tinghe's zipper down, and his face turned red to the base of his neck.

"Help me up." Zhao Tinghe said.

Miao Gengyi made a mistake, and stretched his hand down, but was hit by Zhao Tinghe, and then Zhao Tinghe said: "I asked you to help me."

"Can't you speak clearly?" Miao Geng was a little bit annoyed. Didn't he get tricked by Zhao Tinghe?

I was quite speechless.

Others are counting down the New Year's Eve, and I am in the toilet during the New Year's Eve, helping my rival to go to the toilet. The key point is that others don't seem to appreciate it.

"Did I not speak clearly enough? Help me, not help me..."

"Are you awake?" Miao Geng immediately stopped Zhao Tinghe from continuing, otherwise the atmosphere would become a little strange, why did things become like this, and he shouldn't be overflowing with sympathy. "When you wake up, go back to your own home."

Zhao Tinghe stopped talking again and solved the problem quietly.

"Stay overnight tonight, thank you." Zhao Tinghe seemed to wake up a bit, and walked outside with his trousers in his hands, leaving Miao Geng standing there alone.

When Miao Geng went out after taking a shower, Zhao Tinghe was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep, curled up without a quilt.

Miao Geng stood at the door of the bathroom for a full minute, letting himself go, as if Zhao Tinghe did not exist, as if nothing happened tonight, he just did a good deed, and he did not forget to bring Zhao Tinghe a blanket before going to bed cover.

When Miao Geng left the next morning, Zhao Tinghe hadn't woken up yet. Before leaving, Miao Geng put his hand on the tip of Zhao Tinghe's nose, and felt relieved before leaving.

At noon, Miao Geng checked WeChat, and there was a message from Zhao Tinghe, saying that he borrowed his clothes to wear.

The message was sent an hour ago, Miao Geng replied, and the other side responded immediately.

Zhao Tinghe: Do you have any new underwear?

Miao Geng: You haven't left yet?Yes, the shortest white chest of drawers.

Zhao Tinghe: Let's go now, thanks.I'll treat you to dinner later.

Miao Geng: Are you having a conflict with Luge?

Zhao Tinghe: ...

Zhao Tinghe didn't admit it or deny it, just sent an exclamation point, he knew that Miao Geng would ask, but how did he answer, saying that after drinking last night, Lu Ge was going to send him home, but he picked up a woman phone call, and threw him in the office.

A headache, a real headache.

When Zhao Tinghe agreed to Luge's request before, he never expected that he would have such an annoying nephew.

The young man is impulsive and competitive, and wants to find a sense of accomplishment in everything he does. Sometimes Zhao Tinghe finds it funny, and sometimes he feels sad. He doesn't know whether to plow for himself or for Miao, or both.

Miao Geng: Break up?

Zhao Tinghe: Why do you care so much?If you break up, you won't get back together with your aunt, so worry about it.

Seeing this sentence from Zhao Tinghe, Miao Geng didn't reply to his message again.

Miao Geng knew that what Zhao Tinghe said was right, even if Lu Ge broke up with him, Lu Ge would not get back together with his aunt again, and what's the point of getting back together?

My aunt would definitely not agree.

In the afternoon, Miao Geng went to Miao Qing's room to get the household registration booklet and reported it to the driving school, and saw Miao Qing's medical report, which was dated two days ago, and she went to see a psychiatrist.

Miao Geng was stunned in place at the time. My aunt usually seemed to have nothing wrong with her, and I didn't hear her say that she was under any pressure. Why did she go to see a psychiatrist?

He didn't dare to ask rashly. Since my aunt didn't want everyone to know, maybe it was because she was afraid that everyone would worry.My aunt never liked to bother others. She would never say anything if she could hold it in her heart. She was afraid of burdening the people around her.

So, what's the matter?Is it still because of Luge?Miao Geng thought about it wildly, and finally decided to come back to accompany his aunt and grandparents when he has a rest day.

The suit that Miao Geng lent to Zhao Tinghe was washed and brought to the club on the first day after taking leave, and he returned it to Miao Geng. Li Yechun happened to see it at that time, and he didn’t forget to tease him, saying why Manager Zhao didn’t give it back. Put on your clothes.

Miao Geng didn't talk about what happened that day in detail, and just fooled Li Yechun with a sloppy eye, and he didn't want to think about what happened that day, otherwise he would always think of Zhao Tinghe's head tilted and leaning on the back of his hand that day.

After that day, Zhao Tinghe still had the lukewarm attitude towards Miao Geng. When there were people, he would greet him symbolically and say a few words. Or because I really don't care.

Miao Geng's enthusiasm for life was all on football, and the thoughts that came up some time ago were all killed by Miao Geng, until Zhao Tinghe took the initiative to find himself again,

Just because of Zhao Qingqing's matter.