marry ex boyfriend

On the day Yan Chuan returned to China, the flight arrived at Terminal T4 at [-]:[-] in the morning, and it was only about forty minutes by car from Qiao Yaxi’s house. He Boyi saw that he had sent Xuanxuan to school early in the morning and went I bought a lot of meat and vegetables in the market, and then I had to pick up people at the airport, and I was suddenly dissatisfied.

Why did that guy Yanchuan receive such a grand reception as soon as he came back, and he has to pick up the plane and cook himself? Didn't his house crash?Does his family have no cook?He has no home!

Probably because of his deep resentment, Qiao Yaxi paused when he put on his shoes, then looked up at him, and asked in puzzlement, "Today is Wednesday, you don't have to go to work?" Normally, he should be in the company by now Let's have a meeting.

With drooping eyelids and a sullen face, He Gamei folded his arms around his chest and snorted.

"I won't go!" The rivals in love have already knocked on the door, so how can he still be in the mood to go to work!

The corner of Qiao Yaxi's mouth twitched, and he looked helplessly at his temper, "What are you thinking? If what happened to Yan Chuan and I, how can you still see me now?"

Although it's quite sentimental to play tantrums and be jealous, but now he has so much time to coax this older child in a hurry, he simply rolled his eyes and asked: "Will you follow me, will you not follow me?" Go to work quickly."

He Boyi groaned and said that he didn't want to go, wouldn't that idiot Yan Chuan look bad if he went?

Qiao Yaxi sighed and went out with the car keys and mobile phone.

Love to go or not, not to pull down, this is the whole thing every day.

As a result, as soon as Qiao Yaxi left, He Gamei couldn't sit still and chased him out.

Qiao Yaxi, who started the car, was taken aback by him, and looked at him strangely after seeing him sitting in the co-pilot seat, "Didn't you say no?"

"I didn't say no. Are you expecting me not to go? Let Yan Chuan sit in the co-pilot and chat with you then?"

"Shut up, it's like your brain is flooded in the morning." Qiao Yaxi buckled up his seat belt, and stared at himself stupidly when he saw him, "Seat belt, don't dawdle, you're going to be late."

He Gamei buckled up the seat belt by himself, whispering while buckling up, "You don't even buckle up my seat belt anymore, but you buckled it up for me yesterday, Yan Chuan came back to see what made you anxious."

"What are you talking about?" His voice sounded like a mosquito moaning, Qiao Yaxi frowned at him, "He Boyi, I found that you have become more and more annoying recently."

"I'm so annoying, you actually despise me!" He Boyi pointed at his nose and let out a coquettish moan.

"Emma, ​​my God, I'm so disgusted, you should be normal." If it weren't for his excellent driving skills, he might be able to turn the steering wheel to another lane.

He Gamei returned to his normal state in a second, and he stopped humming and humming.

He was honest for about 3 minutes, and then said: "How about I drive."

"I beg you, just sit there honestly and keep your mouth shut." This morning, it was like a wasp flew by my ear.

He Gameyi pouted, feeling disgusted.

In the airport parking lot, He Boyi stopped Qiao Yaxifei until he got off the car with a wet kiss, otherwise he would not let him go.

The kiss that Qiao Yaxi was pressed on the car seat by him was not a wet kiss, but all kinds of wet kisses, and he almost got wet.

Dangdang, the car window was knocked.

He Gamei glanced back and frowned.

Qiao Yaxi was out of breath, his face was flushed, and he looked out the window with watery eyes.

Yan Chuan bent down and knocked on the window glass twice with one hand. His expression after the window was lowered was really hard to describe.

"I said you two are fine. If something happens to me, I'm probably going to be cold when you two come."

Qiao Yaxi gave him a shy look, then slapped He Boyi hard on the back.

There was a snap, a crisp sound.

Yan Chuan grinned when he heard the voice, and seeing He Gamei's expressionless face without even hissing, he couldn't help but nodded, "It's really bearable, doesn't it hurt?"

He Boyi froze that handsome face, and looked at him very seriously, "It doesn't hurt, my baby touched me lightly, how could it hurt me."

Hehehe, your darling gave you Wuzhishan, so you just pretend, and you can bear the pain or not.

"Your plane is not on time." Qiao Yaxi looked at his watch.

He Gamei coughed lightly.

Joyce frowned and turned to look at him.

The corner of Yan Chuan's mouth twitched, he put his luggage in the trunk, opened the rear seat and sat in, then showed him his phone, "Look at what time it is now, the plane has landed for an hour."

"He Boyi, are you immature or not!" Qiao Yaxi turned his face to look at a very calm He Boyi, really wanting to slap him to death, "You actually adjusted my watch."

He Gamei rubbed his nose, and said with a guilty conscience: "I saw that your phone was not accurate yesterday, so I adjusted it for you."

"...I believe you are a ghost." Qiao Yaxi couldn't help but reached out and slapped him on the arm again, which was resounding.

Yan Chuan grinned again when he heard the sound, and moved his body forward, "Qiao Er, I found that you have become more violent since you came back, and the snapping is very smooth."

He Gamei looked at him sideways, "Are you envious?"

"I don't envy you, I'm afraid I'll look like a fool in three days." Yan Chuan staggered with a smile, "He Boyi, I found that you are really getting better at pretending. Look at the veins twitching on your forehead. You just yell out when it hurts. !"

On the side of He Game's body, he raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead with lightning speed, and there was an equally crisp sound.

"Damn it, are you fucking crazy!" Yan Chuan clutched his forehead and collapsed on the seat, rubbing vigorously to relieve the pain.

Qiao Yaxi turned his face to take a look, his forehead was flushed, which shows how ruthless He Gamei's attack was just now.

Yan Chuan hissed for a long time before he recovered, his head was slapped, buzzing.

"You're so fucking cruel, you want to slap me to death!"

"It would be nice if I could shoot you to death." He Gamei glared at him, then turned around and sat down.

Qiao Yaxi also glared at He Boyi, "You don't know how to be gentle, what should you do if you shoot him stupid." While talking, he started the car and shook his head, "Where do you live, Yanchuan? Do you need to put your luggage down first?"

"No, I'll go to your place." Yan Chuan got a headache when he mentioned where to live, and sighed fiercely, "I didn't even dare to tell my dad that I would be here today. He said that I would go on a blind date when I got off the plane and went home."

He Boyi let out a snort, he could think of why Yan Chuan's father became like this, "Your father is almost mad at you, you said you are in your thirties, if you don't find a partner or get married, you don't want to marry him anyway. Get him a kid to play with, you don’t have anything, can he not be in a hurry!"

"You think everyone is as lucky as you. If Qiao Er got married with me back then, then I would be the one whose wife and children are hot on the bed now. Don't make sarcastic remarks here, I'll tell you!" Yan Chuan sneered, "Don't laugh at me at fifty steps, who doesn't know who."

Qiao Yaxi was driving the car and didn't want to hear the two of them fighting each other, so he said, "I want to quarrel and wait until I get back. I have a headache."

He Gamei immediately turned his attention away from Yan Chuan, "Why don't you take a break and I'll drive."

"No, you just sit down."

……

After returning home, Qiao Yaxi ignored the two guys staring at each other in the living room, and went to the kitchen to make lunch. He Boyi poured two glasses of water and put them on the table. Yan Chuan walked around the room and returned to the kitchen. The living room picked up the water glass and drank it all, sat on the sofa and stretched his legs, "Oh, don't tell me, it's quite convenient to go to the airport from here, if you don't feel sorry for Qiaoer next time, he will fly away, There will be no traffic jams on the road.”

He Gamei squinted his eyes and kicked him.

The two started wrestling with the living room, the sound was quite loud, Qiao Yaxi came out of the kitchen to take a look, and found that the two of them didn't break anything even after the fight, and then went back to continue cooking, let's fight, this fight should have been a long time ago beated.

When Qiao Yaxi came out after cooking, both of their faces were stained, but it wasn't serious. It might disappear tomorrow after rolling the eggs.

"Wash your hands and eat."

"Your uncle He Boyi, the attack is really bad, I didn't hit you that hard." Yan Chuan coughed twice while covering his stomach, straightened up, "Qiao Er, don't worry about him!"

"You two are the same, I don't care." Qiao Yaxi put the grilled lamb steak on the table, smelling fragrant, "Hurry up and wash your hands."

He Boyi wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and snorted, "You don't slap someone in the face, why didn't you say it when you punched me when you came up."

"I wanted to beat you a long time ago, if it wasn't for you, Qiaoer wouldn't have to suffer so much!"

"What are you talking about? If you didn't get him out of the country, we wouldn't have been separated for so many years!"

Seeing that the two of them were going to quarrel again, Qiao Yaxi really had a headache, "All right, all right, don't yell, we won't quarrel after dinner."

The two naive ghosts went to wash their hands, but in the bathroom, they got water all over their bodies in order to find out who should wash their hands first.

Qiao Yaxi couldn't laugh or cry seeing the two of them in distress, "You two are over sixty years old together, so you can make trouble too much."

He Gamei looked at Yan Chuan and snorted, "I'll change clothes, you eat first."

"I'll change one too." Yan Chuan also went to open the box to get the clothes he had in a hurry to change.

Qiao Yaxi didn't bother to talk to them, so he simply served the meal and ate it first.

"Qiao Er, the craftsmanship is getting better and better. By the way, why don't you do the live broadcast?" During the meal, Yan Chuan gnawed on the lamb chops, and his mouth was full of oil. "Our sauce shop is getting more and more popular. I plan to open a few branches in other states."

"You can do it as you see it. My contract with the platform has also expired on the live broadcast. I plan to sign again after returning to China. Let's see when the time comes. I will take it as a rest recently." Qiao Yaxi handed him a wet wipe and motioned him to wipe it off. He wiped his mouth, then turned to look at He Gamei, and asked, "Is there anyone on your side who does this? I'm too lazy to sign someone else."

"Live broadcast platform?" He Gamei wiped his mouth, nodded and said, "Yes, you plan to do live broadcast again?"

"Yeah, I have a lot of stable fans, and it seems that many people at home and abroad like me very much. Let me tell you, I have a very strong fan, Mr. Number, who is very supportive." Qiao Yaxi thought The Mr. Numbers, who shot boldly, was full of gratitude, "If he didn't give me gifts every now and then, my number of fans would not have grown so fast. I heard that he is in China. Do you think I should contact him? How about thanking him?"

The corner of He Gamei's mouth twitched, his expression unnatural.

Yan Chuan blinked, made a puff, and asked eccentrically, "Mr. Numbers? Is it the guy who swipes a bunch of airships every time you broadcast live? It seems that he has ulterior motives."

He Gamei, who had ulterior motives, gave him a hard look, you idiot!