Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

Ling Qian was still dizzy while taking a shower.

He was a little excited, but also a little dazed and vaguely empty.

Theoretically speaking, he has just experienced a major event in his life, which is worth remembering and reminiscing about.

But in fact, his head was empty and he couldn't think of anything.

When he plucked up the courage to ask Bei Weixi about his passing, this guy had an extremely strange expression, as if he kept secret, and he didn't want to describe it too much.

"The process is difficult to describe in words, but generally speaking, it is a good memory worth cherishing. I will love you more because of this experience."

Ling Qian was very shy, but also a little bit happy.

Bevisi doesn't want to say anything, he can understand.In the future, they will have more time to spend together and create new memories at any time.

Walking out of the bathroom, she found that Bei Weixi was knocking on Cheng Haomiao's door, shouting while knocking.

"It's already 25:[-]! Have you packed your things?"

The room was silent and there was no reaction at all.

"What should I do? Do you want to go in and drag him up?" Bevisi turned around and asked.

Ling Qian sighed softly: "It's already afternoon..."

Bei Weixi sighed lightly, and said, "You didn't really fall asleep until nearly five o'clock this morning."

"..."

"Before that, every time I stopped for less than 10 minutes, I would immediately jump up and talk to me endlessly." Bei Weixi's expression was contorted, and it was unknown whether it was because of pain or holding back a smile. "I really gave up my life to accompany the gentleman."

Ling Qian sighed secretly, so I am so powerful.

"Then, don't stand here, rest for a while." Ling Qian pulled him into the room, "I'll call him."

Back in the room, Ling Qian was suddenly surprised.

It took only 10 minutes for him to take a shower, and Bevisi had already cleaned up the messy house.

All the messy passion proofs on the ground are gone.

"Why are you in such a hurry to tidy up, don't you feel bad?" Ling Qian was extremely worried, "Don't push yourself too hard."

Bei Weixi shook her head and showed him a gentle smile: "It's okay, it's not forced at all."

really?

Ling Qian was caught in a tangle.

Seeing that he moved freely, it really didn't look like he was unwell.

...Ling Qian felt that his self-esteem was a little hurt.

Since you worked hard all night, it wouldn't be enough, right?

His expression kept changing, and Bevisi, who had been looking at him, finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Did you have some misunderstanding?" He shook his shoulders while speaking, "Do you know what you did last night?"

Ling Qian asked tentatively: "It's about the same as last time... Is it a little more extreme?"

Bei Weixi narrowed her eyes and nodded: "...Indeed."

After speaking, seeing that Ling Qian was still nervous, he asked again: "Are you still not clear about what you did last time?"

Ling Qian pursed his lips to watch, moved to him, kissed him on the lips, and grinned at him.

Seeing that Bei Weixi just looked at him with a smile, without speaking or moving, he simply put his arms around the back of Bei Weixi's neck and continued the kiss.

After a while, he asked: "...is that almost the case?"

"Hmm..." Bei Weixi looked into his eyes from a very close distance and shook her head, "Is there any more?"

Ling Qian hesitated for a moment, lowered his head, and whispered, "It's broad daylight, so it's not easy to demonstrate."

Bei Weixi laughed again: "It's really not easy to demonstrate, after all, it's on the bed."

After speaking, he raised his hand, pinched Ling Qian's cheek, and said with a smile, "You are really stupid."

Ling Qian ducked back: "Why are you so stupid?"

"The last time you yelled at me, took off all your clothes, and then kicked the covers like a flea all night," Bevisi said.

Ling Qian blinked twice: "Huh?"

"I was so busy covering you with the quilt that I barely closed my eyes. In the end, I had no choice but to force you down."

"..."

"It's really amazing. I have seen someone turn the quilt like this twice in my life." Bevisi shook her head and clicked her tongue. "The second time was yesterday."

Ling Qian finally came to his senses, his face turned red, and he took half a step back: "You're kidding me!"

"Is there?" Bei Weixi tilted her head, "Why did I play tricks on you?"

"You lied to me," Ling Qian was a little annoyed, "You made me think... that..."

"I didn't lie to you," Bevisi spread her hands, "Did I tell you what else you did?"

"You, you obviously..." Ling Qian wanted to point at him, but he froze half way through.

Bevisi really didn't seem to have said anything clearly.

"You clearly know that I misunderstood, but you still don't explain it!" Ling Qian said.

"How could it be? Look, now that I realize that you have misunderstood, didn't I tell you the truth right away?" Bevisi said.

Ling Qian was unable to refute.

After a while, he remembered something more important: "What about last night?"

Bevisi asked him: "Last night? Last night you were drunk again, tossing around and refusing to sleep. I can only wait on you."

"...I didn't do anything to you?"

"I've done it, I've done a lot." Bevisi said.

Ling Qian was uneasy again: "Be more specific!"

"You hugged me and gnawed non-stop, without any rules or rejections," Bevisi said, "up and down your hands."

"...That's not how you use up and down hands. You are using idioms indiscriminately," Ling Qian said, "I'm really worried about your Chinese performance!"

"It's fine if you understand it," Bevisi coughed softly, "You took advantage of me a lot last night."

Ling Qian retorted bluntly: "Can't you take it?"

"It's not impossible," Bei Weixi said, "It's fine to kiss and touch, but you still insist on calling me husband."

Ling Qian's eyes widened and his face turned red.

"It's conservatively estimated that I called more than 20 times."

"You must have lied to me again!" Ling Qian pointed angrily.

"Why is it 'again'? When did I lie to you?" Bevisi looked innocent.

Ling Qian opened his mouth and thought for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a single example.

If the experience of first acquaintance is not counted, it seems that this person has never really deceived him in the true sense.

After realizing this, Ling Qian didn't feel relieved, but even more aggrieved.

"Then we didn't have... that or something last night, right?" He asked Bei Weixi.

"Which one?" Bevisi asked.

No wonder he didn't know.

Ling Qian finally understood, and deliberately pretended to be stupid, which meant that nothing really happened.

But there was one thing he didn't understand.

"If there is no...why...the ground will..." He raised his hand and gestured wildly, "There will be so many of that..."

Bei Weixi laughed again and shook her shoulders: "Don't ask, you will definitely vent your anger on me after listening."

"..."

"Think about it, if it's true that there are so many in one night, don't you feel empty now?" Bevisi said.

Ling Qian thought to himself, can't I be so talented!

"Then you still make me responsible for you!" He angrily scolded Bei Weixi.

"You can't call me husband for nothing, I really mean it," said Bei Weixi, "Of course you have to take responsibility."

He had exhausted all the reasons, Ling Qian couldn't refute, and couldn't let go.

This is probably called getting angry from embarrassment.

He still wanted to vent his anger on Bevisi.

He pushed Bei Weixi away and walked out: "I don't want to talk to you."

"Don't," Bei Weixi followed behind him, "If I didn't take the initiative to say it, you must still misunderstand it? I'm so honest, you are not happy, I am so wronged."

"Obviously you misled me first!"

As Ling Qian spoke, he had already reached the door of Cheng Haomiao's room.

The room is still quiet, this guy is too sleepy.

"Get up!" Ling Qian vented all his embarrassment and anger on this door, banging loudly, "I'm coming in!"

After shouting, without waiting for a response, he opened the door and rushed in.

Cheng Haomiao lay sprawled on the bed, was startled awake by the movement, and suddenly raised his head: "Ah? What? Ah?"

"Your brother is coming!" Ling Qian shouted at him.

Cheng Haomiao was still confused, and when he heard the words, he was so frightened that he jumped up from the bed, stepped on the floor with bare feet, and looked around: "Where? Where is it!"

Ling Qian, who was still sulking, couldn't help but look back at Bei Weixi.

Bevisi was looking at him too.

The two looked at each other for half a second and smiled.

"Where is it?" Cheng Haomiao was still in a daze, "Where is he? Ah?"

Cheng Haomiao fell into despair.

When he quickly got up, washed and began to pack his luggage, he received a call from Cheng Zhiyuan.Cheng Zhiyuan said that he would arrive half an hour earlier to let him get ready.

According to that meaning, he came in person and was already on his way.

Cheng Haomiao's soul was out of his body, and while tidying up, he crazily insulted Ling Qian, blaming him for causing him to drink too much and oversleep, and it was farting to help tidy up.

Ling Qian was very guilty, but his mouth was still firm: "I'm helping you!"

"Don't be a waste of help," Cheng Haomiao said with disgust, "Get out, it's in the way."

"Damn it, I don't know good people!" Ling Qian, who was trying to put his coat into the box for him, turned to look at Bei Weixi, "Look at this man! He can't go too far, isn't he shameless?"

Bei Weixi held back a smile and pulled him: "I'll do it."

As he spoke, he took out the clothes that had been folded unevenly because of his anxiety, shook them open one by one, and refolded them.

Ling Qian had nothing to do, wandering around beside them: "You were quite capable yesterday, you yelled at your brother, why did you go back today? You're really useless."

Cheng Haomiao couldn't help but glanced at him and said, "I yelled at him yesterday anyway, do you dare?"

"I... Do I need this? I have no conflict with him." Ling Qian said.

On the other side, Bevisi had already folded the clothes deftly one by one, and was bending over to stack them into the box.

"Cheng Haomiao, when you go back, you should emphasize your thoughts to him again when you have a chance," he said to Cheng Haomiao, "Your brother's attitude yesterday must be because you thought you were just talking casually, and it was not right. Realized You have made up your mind, and he may change his mind."

"Change a fart," Cheng Haomiao whispered, "he is a cold-blooded animal, he doesn't care about my feelings at all."

Bei Weixi glanced at him, did not refute, but just smiled.

Ling Qian took advantage of the fact that Cheng Zhiyuan hadn't shown up, so he ran away in advance.

His reasons are good enough.Anyway, staying still can't help, I believe that Cheng Haomiao is also unwilling to be seen by his brother in front of his brother.He was still thinking about his car parked on the side of the road.

Cheng Haomiao wished that he would get out of here quickly.

But Bevisi had to stay.

A lot of things were sorted out because I couldn't find a clue, and Cheng Haomiao's preparation work was not sufficient and the efficiency was low.

When Cheng Zhiyuan appeared, his things hadn't been packed yet, and the floor was in a mess.

He looked at the mess in Cheng Haomiao's room, still expressionless, but Bei Weixi had the illusion that the air around him had cooled several degrees.

"Can it be done in 10 minutes?" Cheng Zhiyuan asked Cheng Haomiao.

Cheng Haomiao also had a stern face, deliberately not looking at him as if passively resisting, but still nodded obediently.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhiyuan turned around and walked out of the room without saying a word, came to the living room, and sat on the sofa.

Bei Weixi followed out, smiled at him, and he nodded slightly.

"He was in a bad mood yesterday and went to bed late, and he woke up late today." Bei Weixi took the initiative to sit beside Cheng Zhiyuan, "We are to blame, we dragged him to chat."

Cheng Zhiyuan turned to look at him: "What did he say?"

"Cheng Haomiao is actually a very thoughtful person." Bei Weixi wanted to say something nice for him, but he was afraid that the other party would not believe it, so he used words carefully, "The life during this period should have had a considerable impact on him. Well, I think he's matured a lot."

Hearing this, Cheng Zhiyuan silently turned his gaze to Cheng Haomiao's room.

They didn't close the door when they came out, and from time to time they could briefly see Cheng Haomiao busy inside.

"If you care about him so much, he will understand." Bevisi said again.

Cheng Zhiyuan turned his head to look at him again, but what he brought up was a totally irrelevant topic: "Are you the one who attended class with him during this time?"

Bei Weixi was suddenly embarrassed and smirked: "...haha."

"Are you about the same age as him?" Cheng Zhiyuan asked.

The implication is that she is wondering why Bevisi still needs to attend high school classes.

"I..." Bei Weixi looked away and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I have taken some detours in the past. Education is dispensable to him, but it is too important to me."

At this moment, Cheng Haomiao came out of the room: "I'm fine."

Seeing this, Cheng Zhiyuan stood up, greeted Bei Weixi, and walked straight towards the gate without talking to Cheng Haomiao.

Cheng Haomiao rolled his eyes, raised his hands and pointed his middle fingers at his back.

But he didn't want Cheng Zhiyuan to turn around without warning.

Cheng Haomiao was terrified, and quickly put his hands behind his back, his eyes widened nervously, and he didn't dare to move.

Fortunately, Cheng Zhiyuan didn't look at him at all.

He repeated to Bei Weixi the lines he said when he left yesterday: "Thank you for taking care of Cheng Haomiao during this time."

Bei Weixi glanced at Cheng Haomiao: "...You're welcome."

With his hands behind his back, Cheng Haomiao looked quite cute at the moment.

Seeing Cheng Zhiyuan going out again, he hurried back to the room and picked up the big and small bags.

Bevisi hurried forward to help.

"I left all the books, exercise books and so on on the table. You can look at them again, and if you don't want them, just deal with them directly." He said to Bevisi.

"Thank you," Bei Weixi patted him on the back, and whispered, "Talk to your brother."

The author says:

First of all, I would like to emphasize that this pair of brothers is not the same one, I am not to blame if someone thinks about it!Orthopedics does not exist!Very pure brotherhood!

then!

Just, if my brother is attacking, there is a setting that I like very much and is very suitable for attacking, but everyone will definitely think that the attack speed is -max.

Brother is obviously facial paralyzed, but he is not actively paralyzed.

example is

Beibei: Did he smile at me just now?

Brother Cheng: You are smiling very seriously.

Or Brother Cheng: I am very friendly.

Can you get it?

Well, I suggest you go back and watch it again.