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Xie Wenxuan pushed Tao Qing away, and chased in the direction Ye Ling left.

He pushed away the crowd and finally saw Ye Ling at the door of the bar. He grabbed Ye Ling's wrist before Ye Ling got into the car.

"Why are you leaving? Just leave without asking me when you see it?"

Ye Ling kept a straight face, recalling in his mind the image of Xie Wenxuan hugging Tao Qing just now, he immediately evoked a wry smile.

"I don't want to disturb your good business."

"Don't bother me. The one just now was Tao Qing, my friend's younger brother."

"You don't even let your friend's brother go?"

"What are you thinking? Am I that kind of person?"

Ye Ling replied coldly: "Yes."

Ye Ling shook off Xie Wenxuan's hand, opened the driver's door, and was about to get in the car, but Xie Wenxuan put his arms around his waist and kissed him.

Xie Wenxuan's kiss was domineering and powerful, leaving Ye Ling no room to refuse.

"Ye Ling, are you jealous?"

Xie Wenxuan looked at Ye Ling with a happy expression on his face.

Ye Ling looked away and coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Why am I jealous? Also, since you're having so much fun here by yourself, why do you call and invite me over? Just to let me see how you play?"

Xie Wenxuan pinched Ye Ling's cheeks, and smiled like an idiot: "You said you weren't jealous, aren't you just jealous now?"

Ye Ling patted Xie Wenxuan's hand off, "Okay, I'm going home."

"I drank, you drove me home."

Ye Ling sat in the driver's seat without speaking.Then, Xie Wenxuan also opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.

Xie Wenxuan leaned on the seat and said to Ye Ling in a commanding tone: "Turn on the air conditioner, it's going to be hot to death."

Ye Ling glanced at Wenxuan, raised his hand and turned on the air conditioner in the car to the maximum.

Xie Wenxuan took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and opened the biggest car window to let the cold wind blow in.

While smoking a cigarette, he stroked Ye Ling's hair with the other hand.

When Ye Ling was touched by him like this, he suddenly felt a little helpless. He was obviously older than Xie Wenxuan, but Xie Wenxuan always used the posture of coaxing a child to pamper him.

"Don't touch my hair."

"What's wrong with touching your hair? Your whole body is mine, so what is your hair?"

Ye Ling didn't speak, and continued to drive silently.

After a while, Xie Wenxuan said again: "Next month is our wedding day, are you happy?"

"I don't know how to describe this feeling. After all, it's the first time I'm married to you, or with a man."

"Say it like it's not my first marriage."

Xie Wenxuan threw away the cigarette in his hand, and smiled at Ye Ling who was driving: "You look so jealous just now. But, the way you were jealous just now scares me."

Ye Ling clenched the steering wheel, and his heart skipped a beat when he heard Xie Wenxuan's words.

"Are you afraid that I will be jealous?"

"I want you to be jealous of me, and I am afraid that you will ignore me because of jealousy. Hey, what a contradiction." Xie Wenxuan crossed his legs, put his elbows on the car window, propped his head on his hands and said, "Wujing and An Xiaojing had a quarrel. , because Wujing monitors his mobile phone, An Xiaojing will now record a program in the countryside for a week, and this week, Wujing will probably have to stay alone in an empty room."

"You sound happy?"

"I'm not happy, I just want to say, if it's me, let alone a week, I don't want to be separated from you for a day."

Ye Ling slammed on the brakes.

"What are you doing? My forehead almost hit the glass."

"What did you say?"

"I said, I don't want to be separated from you for a day, and I won't be able to sleep without your human pillow at night."

Ye Ling rolled his eyes, reached out and grabbed the back of Xie Wenxuan's neck and kissed it.

Xie Wenxuan had never seen such an active Ye Ling, and he froze for a moment.

Ye Ling closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

This idiot doesn't even know he likes it.

Ye Ling let go of his hand and continued driving.

At this time, Xie Wenxuan looked like a young boy in love, blushing and lowering his head, not daring to look at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling glanced at him, and pretended to be angry and said, "You hugged someone just now, and you sleep on the sofa tonight."

"Why? I don't want it."

"Then you behave well, for example, help me correct my homework tonight, or help me with housework, maybe I will calm down and forgive you."

"Okay, I'll help you, I don't sleep on the sofa anyway."

Looking at the front of the car and driving, Ye Ling was in a good mood. He thought to himself that he was liking this landlord's silly son more and more.