On how women's clothing bosses break the male gods

From this, it can be concluded that this is An Chengfeng's room.

Jiang Mo just stood at the door and took a look, then closed the door and walked to the door of another bedroom...

The other bedroom looked quite simple from the door, unlike An Chengfeng's room where the word "Maple" was hung on the door.

Jiang Mo stood at the door, reaching out several times to push the door open, but hesitated again.

Want to say that he is not curious about An An?

the answer is negative.

But... An An is not at home now, if he rashly broke into her boudoir, she will be very angry when she finds out later, right?

Jiang Mo completely forgot that he did not hesitate to open the door of An Chengfeng's room just now, but now he suddenly started to feel awkward.

Finally, he lowered his hand.

Forget it, one day in the future, he will make An An invite him into her boudoir willingly - literally.

Jiang Mo returned to the living room, sat on the single sofa and poured himself a glass of water. An Chengfeng who was on the couch suddenly moved and turned sideways. Jiang Mo was startled, and before he had time to react, he just Rolled to the ground, and fell to the ground with a "slap".

Accompanied by the dull sound of his body falling to the ground, there was a crisp impact and An Chengfeng's cry of pain, his head hit the coffee table.

"Uh...no pain..."

Jiang Mo only felt it was funny and helpless, put down the water glass and went up to help him up, rubbed his head: "It's not honest to sleep."

When he came back to his senses and found out what he had done, he was obviously stunned for a moment. How could he touch a boy's head so naturally?

And is this related to the boy or his future brother-in-law?

Jiang Mo: "..." It must be because he looks so much like An An, that's right, that's it.

After thinking about it, he was inexplicably relieved, smiled, and put it in front of An Chengfeng, "Are you awake? How much is it?"

An Chengfeng blinked and stared at the two fingers, with a serious expression and a sullen face.

"How much is this?"

He smiled suddenly, showing his big white teeth, and said stupidly, "Do you really think I'm drunk? Of course I know how old it is!"

Seeing his reaction, Jiang Mo was really curious. Could it be that he wasn't drunk?

With such slander in his heart, his right hand with two fingers upright was suddenly embraced by a pair of white and tender chubby hands, one hand was holding a finger, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Don't move, let me count .”

"........."

"This is...eggplant! Yay!" His serious expression changed, and he smiled like a fool in an instant, and made a "yeah" gesture close to his cheek, "Hey, I'm smart, right? "

Jiang Mo: "..."

call………

He is really a little nervous, this guy's performance is clearly a drunk, or the kind of drunk and cute.

Did not hear the answer, An Chengfeng refused to let go, twisted his body and acted like a baby like a cute baby, and said in a sticky voice: "The teacher said that smart children will be rewarded! I want to reward too!"

Jiang Mo: "..."

"I want a reward too!"

"........."

There was a sudden silence in the living room, so quiet that the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be clearly heard.

In Jiang Mo's 22 years of life, he has never seen such a coquettish person. Even in the days when he and An An were dating, An An had never acted like a spoiled child to him like An Chengfeng.

Although a large part of the reason for the people in front of me may be the effect of alcohol.

Now I can be sure, this little idiot An Chengfeng has come to his senses and started drinking like crazy.

When people are drunk, they always go crazy first and then fall asleep quietly. An Chengfeng is completely different from ordinary people. He insists on falling asleep before making trouble.

It's not that there are no children at home during the Chinese New Year. Most of those children are spoiled brats, but Jiang Mo thinks that brats are easier to take care of than An Chengfeng. The former can be coaxed with candies, and the latter ………

I can't figure out his mind at all.

The atmosphere was a bit unspeakably ambiguous, and Jiang Mo's silence was finally broken by the sudden ringing of the doorbell.

At first he thought he had heard it wrong, so he didn't leave, but the person who rang the doorbell seemed to be getting stronger, and he wouldn't let go until the door was opened. This "ding dong ding dong ding dong" person was very irritable.

The sound insulation effect of Yu Jin's apartment is not very good. Jiang Mo even heard a neighbor complain when she opened the door. It was a woman: "Crazy! It's midnight, why do you ring the doorbell and let people sleep?! "

Then a man's voice sounded: "Yes! Do you still have a sense of public morality? You live in this apartment alone, right?"

Then there was another voice, from the door of An Chengfeng's house, it was a man, with a flattering tone: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After apologizing, he continued to knock on the door and called softly, "Xiaofeng? Xiaofeng? Are you awake?"

Jiang Mo calmly glanced at the boy who fell back on the sofa and slept like a dead pig, and replied in his heart: Woke up, and fell asleep again.

In order not to let that person continue to harass the neighbors, Jiang Mo got up, walked to the entrance, and opened the door.

"Xiaofeng, why is it so late..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and when the middle-aged man saw Jiang Mo, his eyes widened: "You...you you you...who are you?!"

Jiang Mo: "..."

My God, showing up at your son's apartment so late, could it be a thief?No wonder the son didn't respond for so long, could it be that he was hijacked by this thief? ! !

The more Dad An thought about it, the more conspiracy theories became, and he looked at Jiang Mo with vigilant eyes.

"Don't be impulsive, put down the weapon in your hand, and then leave, I can pretend that I didn't see anything."

"…………I'm not………"

"Don't move!" Father An snorted Jiang Mo, who was trying to step forward to approach him, and his voice was like a bell, "Don't move! Don't act rashly, be careful, I've called the police!"

"........."

Jiang Mo sighed helplessly, and obediently obeyed An's father's wishes, standing upright against the wall, with both hands raised to his ears, in a gesture of surrender.

Papa An cautiously leaned against the opposite wall, and moved into the room step by step, staring at Jiang Mo not daring to relax, passed Jiang Mo, and saw An Chengfeng lying motionless on the sofa.

Father An was preconceived, his whole body was shocked, thinking that something unexpected had happened to An Chengfeng, trembling, he hurriedly approached, and then... the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

It was really that his stupid son smelled too much of alcohol, and his snoring was so loud that he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

He was relieved that the silly son was fine, wiped the cold sweat off his brow, slumped on the sofa, looked up, and met Jiang Mo's indifferent and innocent eyes.

Father An's expression froze, he was extremely embarrassed, thought about it, and said embarrassedly: "Um...you are Xiaofeng's friend, right? I was sorry just now, uncle is getting old and can't stand being scared."