The Boyfriend Return Policy

Zhou Jixing pushed Xu Du out for a while before the box returned to its previous atmosphere. Cao Xi was still looking at the door, and opened his mouth to curse.

Zhao Zhuo was still a little worried: "Just let him take Xiaodu away like this? I don't think Xiaodu gave him a note, so he probably doesn't know him."

Zhang Lele: "I think they know each other, and they are either rivals in love or enemies."

Cao Xi stroked his chin and added, "It's also possible that Du'er owed money and didn't pay it back."

Zhao Zhuo: "... Is it really good for us to stand here and analyze?"

"No." Cao Xi clicked his tongue, narrowing his eyes suspiciously, "I always think that man looks familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere."

Zhang Lele: "I seem to have seen it too."

As soon as Zhang Lele said this, Zheng Feng immediately sternly said: "You know who it is with your face covered!"

Cao Xi: "Okay, okay, couples quarrel and turn right when they go out, I don't want to persuade you to fight back and get back together."

Cao Xi clapped his hands and was about to leave, but Zhao Zhuo was still worried, so he followed him and asked, "Is this really good?"

"Don't worry, if you don't know him, he won't be able to take Du'er with you." Cao Xi patted him on the shoulder, then touched his chin, said to himself, "Where did you look?" and left.

……

Zhou Jixing carried Xu Du all the way out. Fortunately, this is a bar, and there are all kinds of people when they are drunk. Carrying people is commonplace and does not attract much attention.

"Hmm..." Xu Du was not drunk, he was in a daze, his eyes were narrowed to the last slit, his face was flushed red by the alcohol, and after he came out, the wind turned even redder.

He was being carried by Zhou Jixing, and it happened to be stuck in his abdomen, and as Zhou Jixing moved around, Xu Du murmured uncomfortably, but Zhou Jixing didn't bother to pay attention to him at all.

Xu Du waved his hands and feet uncomfortably, kicked his legs in the air a few times, and before kicking anyone, he gave him a loud slap: "Don't move around."

This slap was meant to vent anger. Anyway, men are rough-skinned and thick-skinned, so they don't need to be restrained in everything like women.

Xu Du's buttocks were a little numb from the beating. During the numbness, his hands stopped moving. He casually grabbed a furry thing and just held it in his hands.

Zhou Jixing threw Xu Du into the trunk like a dead body. Unexpectedly, Xu Du was holding on to the corner of his scarf. When the scarf was pulled, the defenseless Zhou Jixing fell down. The 1.8-meter-long man fell directly Hit the drunkard.

It's not romantic, it doesn't have the slightest thumping like in idol dramas, when two stone heads collide, it's called a loud sound.

Zhou Jixing: "Fuck!"

The alcoholic underneath seemed to have no pain, and was still lying there with his mouth open to help him breathe.

"I'll kill you sooner or later." Zhou Jixing supported Xu Du's head with one hand and helped him get up. When he moved, his knee touched Xu Du's leg. This touch was like turning on Xu Du's pain switch. , groaning.

Zhou Jixing glanced at the car door that was still closed: "Damn it, don't bark..."

Xu Du blushed like this, alcohol, the posture of the two of them now, coupled with the barking, is enough for paparazzi to write ten small essays of [-] characters.

Not to mention whether Xu Du would listen to Zhou Jixing's words, it was still a question of whether he could understand other people's words now, his body was so hot that he felt uncomfortably hot, and when he felt cold, he stuck it on his face.

Before Zhou Jixing finished speaking, Xu Du pulled the leather jacket and pulled it down... It was quiet, and for a moment, Zhou Jixing didn't remember anything except his wide eyes.

The person who pulled him still had his eyes closed, the blush was scattered under the eye sockets, his lips were pressed together, his temperature was much higher than his own.

Xu Du seemed to feel comfortable, he let go of his leather jacket, lay there comfortably, and even showed a satisfied smile.

Day of the week: "..."

Giving Zhou Jixing the illusion of being prostituted for nothing.

Zhou Jixing raised his hand, wanting to punch that face, but felt that it was too much to argue with a drunkard... Then, he punched anyway.

After the beating, Zhou Jixing managed to feel a little bit more comfortable, jumped out of the back seat, and slammed the car door without looking at it.

The drunkard was fairly quiet along the way, except for the occasional snort, there was no other movement, Zhou Jixing was in a bad mood.

He is a big star, but he is reduced to driving a drunkard, and this drunkard is still his black fan... If he hadn't punched him just now, he would feel like a virgin for a few weeks.

People drink like this, it is impossible to have a good conversation.

The point is that he is carrying this drunkard, and he doesn't know where to go!

Even if he was beaten to death, he would not send the alcoholic to his house.

So why did he carry people out?Just let those people deal with it. Is it too late to send it back now?

The more Zhou Jixing thinks about it, the more irritable he becomes. The traffic lights are not very cooperative. After one pass is a red light, and after another one is another red light. on the steering wheel.

"Hey!"

No one in the backseat paid him any attention.

"Where do you live?"

Zhou Ji Xingxin said that he didn't answer for three seconds, so he threw him on the street.

Unexpectedly, Xu Du, who had been dead for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, and was about to get up in a daze. Zhou Jixing was annoyed when he heard the voice: "Go back dead, don't move around."

"Oh..." Xu Du probably couldn't make up his mind, and lay back down again in a daze, his voice was very slow, and he read word by word, "6, Building 302, Chengnan Community."

Oh shit.

Is it drunk or not.

Zhou Jixing thought of the few seconds when his lips were pressed together, his face wrinkled instantly, and he changed the navigation cursingly.

fuck it!

Don't do it, daddy!

Swear as you like!

He slammed the door and got out of the car, and when he got into the back seat, he was still a little psychologically shadowed: "Drunkard, bring your phone."

Xu Du slept comfortingly in the back seat and ignored it.

Zhou Jixing scolded his mother in his heart, put his knee on his leg, afraid that he would suddenly come back to life and do something, reached out and took out his mobile phone for a long time, but didn't take out his mobile phone: "My day, where is your mobile phone?"

……

bar.

"Cao Xi, Du'er's cell phone is still here." Zhao Zhuo returned to sit on the sofa and drank two glasses of wine before reaching for a cell phone.

Cao Xi was playing cards happily: "It's okay, I won't go to work tomorrow, I'll take him to the hospital."

Zhao Zhuo: "Alright then, I put my phone on the table, remember to take it when you leave."

……

The Chengnan community is quite old, with a lot of greenery, and the street lights are shining, casting scattered shadows on the road.

Zhou Jixing drove around, found 5 buildings, and found 7 buildings. The middle one seemed to be eaten by dogs.

Zhou Jixing came up in one breath, turned his head and saw that there were red, green and yellow trash cans next to him, and wanted to throw Xu Du into it now.

"it's dark……"

There was an inexplicable sound from behind.

Zhou Jixing looked back, Xu Du didn't know when he climbed up by himself holding the seat, his eyes were barely opened, and his hands were groping on the seat.

"Fuck, sit back."

"Hmm..." Xu Du grabbed the seats on both sides, and suddenly climbed from the back to the front row, top-heavy, and plunged into the side of the driver's seat.

Zhou Jixing looked down at the back of his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Get up."

Xu Du didn't move, like a dead body.

"I called you up!"

Xu Du continued to play dead.

Zhou Jixing grabbed his back neckline, Xu Du was strangled by the neckline so that he reacted, fluttering his hands like a drowning duck: "Uh...uh..."

Zhou Jixing dragged the person out, and he really threw it into the trash can. When the lid was closed, Zhou Jixing clapped his hands heartily.