How did Bundi get caught by Lao Gong at the scene?

An Sheng still remembered his mission, "Auntie, where do you want to go?"

Li Qing thought about it, he wanted to go anywhere, as long as he didn't take it with him at home, he could go bungee jumping, but he could only think about it.

"I want to read at home."

Li Qing smiled embarrassingly: "You can go if you want to play, don't worry about me."

"..."

An Sheng was stunned, and didn't understand what's so good about the book. "Little aunt, you and I are very similar at the same table. If you two are together, you will definitely have something in common."

"My tablemate is like this. I only know how to read books every day, during class, after class, and during holidays." The two are about the same age, and An Sheng is very talkative, saying everything: "Not only this, he also reads books." Just like you, he wears decent clothes, but he keeps a cold face every day, as if everyone owes him money."

"..." Not knowing what to say, Li Qing pursed his lips and smiled without speaking.

"Little aunt, have you eaten yet?" An Sheng changed the subject suddenly: "Are you hungry?"

"My name is Li Qing. Don't call me little aunt." Li Qing, a big boy, was really uncomfortable hearing another boy call himself "little aunt": "You can just call me by my name."

"I heard from my uncle that you are older than me. Then I'll call you brother." An Sheng grinned, the green hair on his head shaking: "Brother, stop reading, I'll take you out for dinner."

Li Qing hesitated for two seconds and agreed.

An Sheng and An Yichu are completely different types of people. An Yichu goes out with a suit and a luxury car as standard equipment, but now, Li Qing looks at the motorcycle in front of him dumbfounded.

It's so beautiful!

I want to do two laps.

"Aren't you beautiful?!" An Sheng patted the car seat: "Let me introduce you, my wife."

Li Qing restrained his expression that was about to lose control, and said honestly: "It looks good."

"That's right, this is my favorite one." An Sheng handed the helmet to Li Qing: "Come on, you wear it."

"What about you?" There was only one helmet, and he was wearing it. What did An Sheng wear?

"Me?" An Sheng smiled: "I don't need it."

"How can I do that?" Li Qing shook his head and refused, and handed over the helmet: "You ride, you put it on."

"Hey, brother, don't be polite to me." An Sheng was impatient, so he took it directly and put it on Li Qing's head. The boy's voice became distant and dull in an instant, "I don't usually wear it. It’s not safe, I only wear it if I’m asked to wear it, this time you wear it.”

After putting on the helmet, Li Qing felt that he would be somewhat clueless if he took it off again, so he had no choice but to sit in the back with the helmet on.

"Brother, you are the second one to sit on my wife!" An Sheng turned his head, showing his canine teeth with a smile.

Li Qing rarely made a joke: "The first one is yourself?"

"No." An Sheng shook his head, "It's my deskmate."

Li Qing found that An Sheng's deskmate was very special, and An Sheng could not leave him with a few words.

"Oh."

Li Qing opened his mouth, wanting to say something else, An Sheng raised his voice, "Brother, hold me tight, let's go!"

"Hold!"

Li Qing blurted out, subconsciously hugging An Sheng's neck, An Sheng didn't hear what he said clearly.

"What did you say?"

Except for the first moment, Li Qing immediately became excited. If he didn't need to pay attention, he would have pushed An Sheng away when he saw the car and rode away.

"I said, can you slow down a bit." Li Qing took off his helmet, shook his head, and smiled wantonly. He approached An Sheng and whispered, "You are riding too fast."

An Sheng: "Are you happy?!"

Cool!So cool!

Li Qing: "I feel like vomiting."

The next second, with a sudden brake, Li Qing hit An Sheng's shoulder with his nose.

Li Qing wanted to scold someone!

The kind that scolds until the ancestral grave smokes!

"Wo. Ri!" An Sheng turned his head and saw two streams of bright red running down Li Qing's nose, he was shocked: "Brother, are you okay!"

"It hurts." Li Qing blinked, the corners of his eyes were slightly wet: "The nose hurts."

An Sheng didn't think Li Qing and Nan Yu looked alike anymore, Nan Yu's ice cube face wouldn't cry, but when he bumped his nose, he would only look at him with colder eyes.

"Brother, brother, do you want to go to the hospital?" An Sheng dug out his pockets, only found a cigarette case and a lighter, not to mention a piece of paper, "Why don't you wipe it with my clothes first. "

Bright red blood dripped on Li Qing's clothes, staining his white shirt red, Li Qing wanted to smash An Sheng's dog's head off.

This idiot is here to beat him, right?

How could An Yichu have such a nephew?

An Sheng looked at Li Qing, who was holding his nose and his eyes were slowly turning pitiful, and resolutely took out his mobile phone, and dialed An Yichu's number as if he was dying.

"Hey?"

"Uncle," An Sheng was about to cry, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry for little aunt!"

An Yichu has long been used to his nephew's nonsense: "Talk about things."

An Sheng: "I'll send you a location, come here."

An Yichu: "Huh?"

An Sheng took a deep breath: "Auntie's nose is bleeding, she's crying here."

The phone was hung up in an instant, before An Sheng could react, An Yichu played a video chat.

An Sheng connected and saw An Yichu's indifferent eyes.

"What about him?"

An Sheng turned on the inverted camera and let him see Li Qing.

"Uncle, I was wrong, hit me!" An Sheng admitted his mistake heartbroken.

"I'll settle accounts with you when I see you."

An Yichu's voice was deep and cold, all he could see was the boy sitting on the side of the road holding his nose and his eye sockets turned red, his shirt, face and hands were all stained with blood.

"Be good..."

Li Qing raised his head and saw An Yichu, tears of grievance fell down, "Mr. An."

An Yichu wished he could fly over and hug his sweetheart in his arms and coax her sweetheart.How does this trash, An Sheng, do things?Let him take people out to play, how can he play like this?

"Don't cry," An Yichu coaxed softly, "I'll pick you up right away. I'll be there soon."

Li Qing pouted: "Mr. An, it hurts."

"Baby, don't cry."

An Yichu felt very distressed, thinking that Li Qing's appearance was caused by An Sheng, he was so angry that he wanted to hang up his nephew and smoke.

"An Sheng!"

"Here!" As soon as An Sheng heard the call to himself, he immediately turned the camera, met An Yichu's indifferent eyebrows, and froze again: "Uncle, I was wrong."

"Send me the location!"

The video was hung up, An Sheng sent the location to An Yichu, then sat next to Li Qing, rubbing his hair in distress.

"Little aunt, I'm really sorry." An Sheng said, "I just wanted to take you for a run to let you feel the feelings, but I didn't expect this to happen."

Li Qing wrinkled his nose, hissed in pain, and said in a low voice: "You ride too fast, please slow down next time."

An Sheng's eyes widened: "How do you feel if you're slow?"

Li Qing: That's right, there is no more. He pretended to be obedient and pretended to be stupid.

"..."