Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

When Chen Nansong came out of the boxing gym with his clothes, he happened to meet Zhou Qingyan parking on the side of the road.

"Come on, I'm sorry, but I'll let you take another trip." Chen Nansong smiled and opened the car door and got into the co-pilot. He just wiped off the sweat all over his body, but now there is nothing strange about it.

One of Chen Nansong's hands was opening the window, and the other hand was suddenly held by Zhou Qingyan. The warm palm wrapped the back of his hand. Chen Nansong was a little helpless when he turned to look at him.

The smile he had put on with great difficulty was shattered, and he didn't speak for a long time, staring at the pretty eyebrows beside him in a daze.

"Get ready to go..." Zhou Qingyan was suppressed by Chen Nansong's kiss halfway through his words.

He crossed half of the carriage and hooked Zhou Qingyan's head towards him. The seat belt hurt his shoulders. Chen Nansong used brute force to entangle the person in front of him for a long time, biting his lower lip lightly and not letting go. The individual pressed his nose against the tip of his nose and panted heavily for a long time.

Zhou Qingyan held his face and asked with a smile, "Where do you want to go? If you stay any longer, you will be fined."

"Don't you ask me why I came here?" Chen Nansong kissed his palm twice more with his head sideways.

"Don't think about the unhappy things a second time." Zhou Qingyan was driving, smiling a few times, "What you want to say has already been said."

Chen Nansong put his elbows on the window sill and smiled, "Why do you look so embarrassed every time I see you, do you have to despise me after a long time?"

"Then I'll try to do something embarrassing too? Then you can dislike me too." Zhou Qingyan said with a smile.

"No." Chen Nansong pointed to the opposite street, "Turn around and go buy a ski suit."

"Skiing?" Zhou Qingyan didn't react.

"Go the day after tomorrow. Are you busy? I agreed when Chen Bei called in the morning. If you don't have time, I'll..."

"Okay, let's go." Zhou Qingyan said.

Uncle Security did not lie to him. There is actually a ski equipment store next to the Chuanchuan store on the corner. The store is not big, but it has a lot of things. Two people picked a snowboard each, and went out after a complete set of ski suits and shoes.

The trunk of Zhou Qingyan's car was packed to the brim, "Going to buy a car?"

"How about another day?" Chen Nansong closed the car door forcefully, "I don't want to be separated from you, go out and drive two cars, and look at each other across the street?"

Zhou Qingyan smiled, "That's true, let's do it another day, don't worry, anyway, you stick with me all day long."

"What's the matter, don't you want to?" Chen Nansong turned his head to look at him.

"Yes, of course I don't want to see people at night." Zhou Qingyan said when he opened the car door and lowered his head to fasten his seat belt, "Why don't you stay at my house, don't run around, how tired you are."

"Okay, just don't be in a hurry and just drive me away." Chen Nansong said with a playful smile.

- beep

"Sister Chen?" Chen Nansong answered the phone, "I'll go back right away, I'm going into the community soon, just wait a moment."

"The decoration team is here." He hung up the phone and continued, "I guess the floor heating is going to be dismantled and inspected. Now you really have to take me in."

"Good thing." Zhou Qingyan turned the car around with a smile and turned into the community. A group of people stood in front of Chen Nansong's house. The car stopped by the side of the road. He rushed down and opened the door quickly. When the door opened, it looked like an ice cellar Yes, the air-conditioning rushed out.

"Go into the house and pack your luggage, and move it to my place." Zhou Qingyan patted him on the shoulder.

"Yeah, Mr. Yan, you're already familiar." Sister Chen was bouncing up and down with the key in her hand, "I was afraid that you two would quarrel, but now the relationship is so good, it's pretty good."

"It's all a misunderstanding." Zhou Qingyan smiled, leaning against the door and waiting for Chen Nansong to come down.

The workers inspected for a long time, saying that they could not be seen through the floor tiles, and it would take at least a week to pry them all open.

Chen Nansong came down with the suitcase, "How is it?"

"Don't think about it, you'll have to stick with me for at least a week." Zhou Qingyan walked out with his arms around his shoulders, "Goodbye, Sister Chen."

"Ah? Oh, okay." Sister Chen probably had question marks all over her head, so she took a long time to answer.

Chen Nansong entered the room and lay down on the sofa, "Your room is still comfortable, so warm."

"There are warmer ones." Sitting next to him, Zhou Qingyan suddenly threw himself down on the person, and pecked a few behind the ears.

Chen Nansong was happy, "Why do you look like a hooligan?"

"That's right, what's going on." Zhou Qingyan said something perfunctory, and bit Chen Nansong's neck for a few bites before letting go.

"Angry? Take revenge."

"Don't be angry." Zhou Qingyan pecked at the red marks, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Chen Nansong heaved a sigh of relief, rubbing his head, "I was wrong, I didn't call you this morning."

"I'm not angry." Zhou Qingyan was still repeating.

"My intuition is quite accurate, don't make me circle around." Chen Nansong smiled, his chest trembling slightly, Zhou Qingyan didn't speak, just kept laughing along with him.

"Do you still have the pork belly you bought yesterday?" Chen Nansong looked down at him.

Zhou Qingyan turned over and sat up, "Yes, the beef I bought last week is still in the refrigerator. If you don't come, these things won't disappear."

"Barbecue?" Chen Nansong asked him, "I opened the range hood and windows, I swear." He held up four fingers and put them on the side of his head.

"Okay." Zhou Qingyan leaned on the back of the sofa and smiled.

Zhou Qingyan had been beaten to death for the fumes in the house before, and the range hood in his house was suspected to be for decoration, and Chen Nansong was sent by heaven to break his precept.

The meat on the barbecue plate slammed, and Chen Nansong's eyes were shining when the oil came out. Zhou Qingyan looked at him with his head up and smiled. When the meat was roasted, Chen Nansong blew on it before handing it over. , You came and I handed it back and forth for a long time.

It looked like there was something wrong with the arm, and it could only reach into the other person's mouth, but it couldn't reach into his own.

Two plates of meat and two people just ate the feeling of afternoon tea. It was still the kind of sweet dessert with one centimeter of icing sugar sprinkled on the surface.

Zhou Qingyan took three days off, and the comfortable life at home always passed quickly. In the morning, when Chen Nansong opened his eyes and put on his clothes, he glanced out of the window. It was snowing, and the snowflakes were large, soft and easy to melt. I went out and put a piece on my fingertips, but before I could take it back, it was gone, and my hands were full of water.

"It's finally snowing." Zhou Qingyan walked to the window and stretched out his arms. The two stood by the window like idiots, each with one arm in the air.

"Brother Yan!" Chen Bei shouted at the door.

Chen Nansong went downstairs, "Why don't you call you Brother Song?"

"You always hate me." Chen Bei rubbed his hands and exhaled two breaths of hot air, stomped his boots a few times, and all the snowflakes floated to the ground and turned into water.

"My sister? Go there later by yourself?" Chen Nansong was putting on his coat.

"How can you! Sit in the car, Fei Le will squeeze in with you." Just as Chen Bei finished speaking, a voice came from outside the door, "Nan Song!"

"Sister." Chen Nansong walked out carrying the box.

Chen Xin was not surprised to see Zhou Qingyan, and smiled a few times, "Let's go, the road will be blocked later, and the road will be full of snowplows when the snow stops."

"Okay, you boy will come with me?" He tugged Fei Le's ear.

"Okay!" The brat blushed, nodded vigorously at him, turned around and took Zhou Qingyan's hand and walked towards the car.

"Stinky boy." Chen Nansong looked at him and said.

"Nan Song?" Chen Xin yelled again, poking her head out of the car window and smiling at him, then raised her chin towards Zhou Qingyan, "It's good."

"That's for sure." Chen Nansong had a stinky expression on his face, "It's okay, everything is fine."

"Tsk." Chen Xin quickly retracted her head, "It's so numb."

Chen Nansong walked towards the car with his pockets in his pocket, and smiled at Zhou Qingyan, "Are you driving?"

"I'll drive." Zhou Qingyan nodded, and Chen Nansong consciously got into the co-pilot, and the heater hadn't turned off when he got in the car. He was so cold that he rubbed his hands vigorously, and the words in his mouth floated upwards in circles like puffing smoke .

This state lasted for more than ten minutes, and when the temperature in the car rose, the drowsiness came.

He moved down a bit, half of his head retracted into the down jacket, "Old rules, give me the second half."

The person next to him smiled and said nothing, after a while, "Sleep with peace of mind." After hearing these words, Chen Nansong really fell asleep.

Also fell asleep to the end.

It was only when the car braked that it woke him up, "Where are you going?" Chen Nansong looked at the open area covered by white snow, and his head was a little dazed for a moment.

"We're at Nanzhuang, uncle." Fei Le pushed his head out of the chair, "Get out of the car."

"I've been asleep for so long." Chen Nansong's whole body was a little numb.

"Not long, two hours." Zhou Qingyan opened the car door, and the cold wind blew over in an instant. Chen Nansong was completely awake. He got out of the car and stepped on the snow. Martin boots creaked against the snow.

The off-road vehicle in front was driven by Chen Bei, and that guy was standing beside the car stretching his waist, raised his arm, half of his body was exposed, Chen Nansong slapped him on the stomach when he passed by.

"Hey! Take advantage of me." Chen Bei laughed a few times, "The door is open in the front room."

This isn't a house, it's just a private villa with a swimming pool, hot spring and sauna room. Fei Le is like a wild monkey released back to the mountain, howling a few times, and rushing into the house with his short legs.

"Have some lunch and go skiing in the afternoon?" Chen Bei pushed open the door, "Brother Yan, your room is on the second floor. Sister, you and Fei Le live on the first floor, so walk to the left to the first room."

Chen Nansong: "Me?"

"You still need me to say? I don't know where to live." Chen Bei was speechless.

"Yes, I see." Chen Nansong dragged the suitcase and Zhou Qingyan to the second floor.

"It's like going on a honeymoon." Chen Bei looked at the two of them and whispered, dragging the box and walking towards the room on the right.

All the dishes in the kitchen were bought in advance, and the refrigerator was almost overflowing. Chen Bei was both the master and the chef, and he was so busy in the kitchen that he was dizzy. Zhou Qingyan, Chen Nansong, and Chen Xin, each with a small bench, were neat Sitting at the kitchen door picking peas.

"It's not healed yet!" Chen Bei urged inside, his face turned red from the fire.

"You peas are too old." Chen Nansong took an old pea and bit it a few times in his mouth.

"Don't talk." Zhou Qingyan moved the beans here, and even took out his hand to wipe his mouth.

Chen Xin stared at him from the side, "Nan Song, don't look like a mentally handicapped person, be careful that someone kicks you."

Chen Nansong held the bean skin in his mouth, and turned his head in a daze, "What???"