Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

Zhou Qingyan was amused by him, pulled the coat off his body and wrapped the kitten in, "What's wrong with you? Did you get into trouble overnight?"

"A brother came to the house and wanted to stay for a while. You saw the one in the bar before." Chen Nansong kept digging his fingers in his pockets while talking, and he didn't take out a cigarette for a long time.

So uncomfortable.

Zhou Qingyan didn't speak, and took two steps outside with the cat in his arms. Chen Nansong felt his heart was cold when he saw it, so he made a joke, why does it feel like it's overdone?

"My house is not big, but if you want to come, there is still a vacant room." Zhou Qingyan suddenly turned to look at him, and Chen Nansong couldn't get over his nerves for a long time.

Is this inviting him to live at home?Is the progress a little too fast?

Chen Nansong blushed for no reason, lowered his head and rubbed his earlobe, "That's so embarrassing."

"It's okay, just help me take care of the cat." Zhou Qingyan smiled happily, "I'm a little worried because there is no one at home at work these days, can you help me look at it?"

"No problem." Chen Nansong quickly agreed.

Not only is there no problem, he is so happy.

"Then, good night? Go back and go to bed early." Zhou Qingyan took a few steps forward with the cat in his arms.

"I'll sit for a while, and I won't be able to sleep when I go back." Chen Nansong nodded, and sat back on the wooden chair just now.

"Well, see you tomorrow." Zhou Qingyan smiled, turned around and disappeared around the corner.

"I'll see you tomorrow, wait a minute, I think I'll see that again tomorrow...what's that about?" Chen Nansong held his head and talked to himself for a long time, then slapped his thigh, "Yes, it's that wretched man from 301."

The wind at night was cool, so he just sat outside for another half an hour, and only entered the house when he was shivering from the cold.There is a fluffy blanket in the cabinet, which was sent by Aunt Zhang before.

"It just works." Chen Nansong took the pillow and blanket and slept on the sofa all night.

In the morning, he was woken up by the juicer again. He probably had a conflict with that thing in the past two days. When he heard the creaking sound, he reflexively wanted to curse, and the pillow under his head was thrown towards the cooker. tower.

It hit Chen Bei's ass hard.

"Ancestor, I'll make you breakfast this morning, don't you want to be so violent?" Chen Bei was a little bit aggrieved when he spoke, wishing he could sing a bitter drama with his throat choked.

"In the future, there will be no place where there is a juicer, and there will be no place where there is a juicer." After Chen Nansong finished speaking, he picked up the orange juice squeezed on the table and drank it, then turned his head and went into the bathroom.

"I thought it was tough, but I dared to succumb to my orange juice." Chen Bei curled his lips, and shouted to the bathroom, "Next time I go out on the lawn to squeeze the head office!"

The sound of dripping water in the bathroom was mixed with Chen Nansong's chirping, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

"What are you eating!! Can fried eggs and toast be okay!!!" Chen Bei knocked on the door frantically, shouting at the crack of the door at the top of his voice.

"Patta!"

The door opened, and Chen Nansong was covered in water droplets, without any clothes on. He opened the door wide and looked at Chen Bei who was holding a pot at the door, "You can do whatever you want."

With a click, the door closed again.

"Your hooligan skills are getting better and better, but unfortunately, I am a straight man of steel, and I can't even bend the iron door." Chen Bei leaned against the door and muttered to himself.

The bathroom door opened again, Chen Nansong was steaming hotly, after getting dressed, he threw a slipper at Chen Bei's buttocks.

"Still breaking the iron gate? I won't break the yam, it's a good idea." Chen Nansong rolled his eyes at him, "Chef Chen, the daily food is the room fee, isn't it kind enough this time?"

"What about the mental damage fee?" Chen Bei looked back at him after finishing speaking, and immediately lowered his head, "I made a mistake, brother."

Chen Bei's cooking skills have always been good, at least compared to Chen Nansong, he is definitely a chef-level figure.

Chen Nansong's judging criteria are very simple, that is, don't burn the fried eggs and don't burn the vegetables.This is basically the passing line.

The half-boiled fried eggs are topped with toasted crispy bread, with lettuce avocado and salad dressing in the middle, and the whole room smells like toasted bread.

Chen Nansong took two sips of coffee, sat on a chair and obediently waited for breakfast, stared at the plate that was approaching, and put it in his mouth with his fingers.

"I didn't say you, Brother Song, you caused me a psychological shadow just now." Chen Bei turned his head and glanced at the fried egg aggrievedly.

"What's wrong?" Chen Nansong had bread wrapped in his mouth, and his speech was a little vague.

"My head is full of your eggs now." Just as Chen Bei finished speaking, he was slapped on the head again.

"I'm going to a duel in the afternoon, do you want to watch?" Chen Nansong wiped the bread crumbs from the corner of his mouth.

"Duel? Who are you fighting with?" Chen Bei was visibly excited.

"And the idiot next door." Chen Nansong took a sip of water and stood up, "I let him walk around today."

"I'm definitely going!" Chen Bei slapped the table, causing the glass to rattle, "You don't have anyone coming today?"

"No." Chen Nansong lay on the sofa, "No one has come these two days, and I'm going to take the kid out for a holiday on November [-]."

"Get out!" Chen Bei laughed twice, "Brother Song, do you mind bringing one more, I can carry the bag for you!"

The room was quiet for a moment, Chen Nansong clapped his hands suddenly, "Okay, by the way, take out the vegetable juice from my refrigerator, don't freeze it into ice cubes."

"Vegetable juice?" Chen Bei tossed his head in the refrigerator for a while, holding a can of dark stuff, "You call this vegetable juice?"

"There's nothing wrong with being healthy. I'll sleep a little longer and call me in the afternoon." Chen Nansong turned his head and closed his eyes after speaking.

He had a dream. In the dream, he was walking on a forest path, and suddenly his back was embraced by a pair of hands. After struggling for a long time, he couldn't use any strength.Those warm hands clasped his wrists firmly, and threw him to the side of the tree trunk.

In the dream, he couldn't see his face clearly, Chen Nansong looked at the face pressed down from top to bottom and desperately tried to speak, but he couldn't utter a single word.

That damned man actually kissed him.In the last few seconds, he saw a 301 stitched on the man's pocket.

"Nan Song? Nan Song!!" Standing in front of the sofa, Chen Bei yelled, causing Chen Nan Song to open his eyes violently.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" The water glass in Chen Bei's hand was placed on the table with a bang.

Chen Nan relaxed for a while, his arms were sweating, and he woke up the moment the cold water dripped down his throat, "I'm going to kill that dog man."

"What dog... man?" Chen Bei looked at him like a fool, "Did you break your head while sleepwalking?"

Chen Nansong looked fiercely at the chair in the corner, "It's that 301!" He turned his head, picked up his cell phone, and dialed.

"Hello? Sister Chen, I'll go there first. I'll wait for him on the wooden chair next to the square. Do you think it's okay?" Chen Nansong tried to calm down his tone.

"Yes, yes, Xiaosong, I'll tell him now." Sister Chen was happy to hear that.

tick.

Sister Chen sent a WeChat message, which was a screenshot of the chat.

After Chen Nansong dragged the picture to enlarge it, he stared at the head of that wretched man for a long time, his head was dizzy, and the coolness rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

"It should be a coincidence." He stared at the head of SpongeBob SquarePants for 10 minutes, then put the phone back into his pocket again, "Impossible, let's go Chen Bei, I'll go there first, you'll be going later, the situation is not good Miao, you just rush out and give him a stick."

"Okay!" Chen Bei held a bag of potato chips in his hand, his eyes widened with scum on the corners of his mouth, and he nodded vigorously twice.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, Chen Nansong pulled out a baseball cap from the closet and put it on his head, put his hands in his pockets and walked out the door.

There was no one outside at noon, only birds chirping in the quiet, Chen Nansong, who had just woken up, couldn't help but yawned again, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes, the other side of the square was very empty, except for two The kid with the skateboard yelled twice.

Chen Nansong found a wooden chair under the shade of a tree, sat down on it, leaned against the back of the chair and tried to open his eyes to see the leaves above his head, "It's so bright." The sun pierced his temples throbbing with pain .

But he still kept staring, probably because he had some self-abuse tendencies.

"I really can't change it." Chen Nansong snorted and chuckled, and slowly closed his eyes.

"squeak--"

There was the sound of stepping on leaves, Chen Nansong suddenly opened his eyes, his face sank in the next second, and he turned his head to scan around.

Nobody but a cat.

"Who?" Chen Nansong turned around and asked.

"Here." Zhou Qingyan got out from the grass, with a kitten stuck under his feet, it was the one from last night.

"Why are you here?" Chen Nansong panicked, he didn't want Zhou Qingyan to see him swearing madly.

The damn 301 wretched man hasn't come yet.

"I took it to the hospital for an examination, and the doctor said that it will be born tomorrow." Zhou Qingyan picked up the cat from the ground, put it in his arms and rubbed it a few times, with a smile on his face, "What are you doing here? ?what is that?"

He looked at the vegetable juice in Chen Nansong's hand, "It looks...very healthy."

"This, it's..." Chen Nansong didn't say it for a long time, "I drank it myself." He rubbed the back of his head embarrassedly.

"Well, let's sit." Zhou Qingyan sat on the wooden chair next to him, with the cat on his lap. The sun was warm, and the little guy on his lap squinted his eyes and fell asleep.

Chen Nansong was completely dumbfounded by this situation.

He sat down slowly, his body was very stiff.

"What's wrong? Your waist is uncomfortable?" Zhou Qingyan turned to look at him.

"It's okay, the chair is too hot." Chen Nansong forced a smile, and Zhou Qingyan simply didn't say anything.

The two of them just sat there, Chen Nansong's arms were hot from the sun, and he felt as if his skin was about to peel off.

"Well, aren't you going back?" He couldn't help it anymore, and turned to ask Zhou Qingyan.

"I'm waiting for a while, you go back first?" Zhou Qingyan looked at him with a smile, Chen Nansong shook his head, "Well, I'll make a phone call."

He walked towards the square next to him with big strides, turned his head to look far enough away, and stopped when Zhou Qingyan couldn't hear him.

"Hey, sister Chen, that... how about changing today's matter, I have a friend here, and I can't get away." He said against the phone.

"Huh? Just now he sent me a message saying that he has arrived!" Sister Chen's tone was fierce.

"Ah?" Chen Nansong turned around on the spot, "I can't see anything, but there's no one here!"

"How is it possible? He sent me a picture, and he just sat on the chair next to the tree with his neck bent." Sister Chen muttered to herself after speaking, it was strange.

Chen Nansong looked along the crooked neck tree next to the square, where his dark vegetable juice was found.

There is also Zhou Qingyan.

"Damn it." Chen Nansong took a step back involuntarily with his mouth open, the phone slipped from his fingertips and fell onto the pile of leaves.

"It's over." He pulled his hair.