Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

The music in the bar was getting louder and louder, and Chen Nansong didn't care who was standing in front of him, with his hands on his shoulders like a koala, he heard the person above his head talking, what's his name... .Brother Yan, Yan?Which Yan?

"Brother Song??" Someone called him, it was Chen Bei's voice.

"Brother, I'm really sorry, he drank too much, you can just push it to me." Chen Bei was talking at the same time, under the cover of the music sound, it was a little unclear, and it was transmitted to Chen Nansong's ears intermittently.

"Brother Song! Nansong! You..." Chen Bei raised his head and smiled apologetically at the person next to him, then turned his head and grabbed Nansong's hand vigorously, "Brother Song, let go, you caught the wrong person!"

"Go away!" Chen Nansong held on to the lemon tree in front of him, hooked his head on his shoulders, touched his hands down, grabbed the lower part of the man's back, and pinched it.

Lemon Tree visibly shook his body, Chen Nansong's shoulders were pinched tightly by a pair of powerful hands and left the body in front of him, he was grabbed by the man and barely stood up straight.Under the double shadow, he saw the person in front of him...the bridge of the nose...the lips.

It's so fucking beautiful.

Chen Nansong tried hard to open his disappointing eyes, damn it, he almost missed it.

"Brother Song! Let's go! Why are you still playing hooligans?" Chen Bei walked out with his arms around his shoulders the second Chen Nansong opened his eyes.

Chen Nansong squinted his eyes and turned his head to look at the back unwillingly.

The legs are so long.

Why is the word "long legs" always appearing around me recently? It's because that brat Fei Le keeps repeating it in his ear every day.

"Put...let me down..." Chen Nan tightly covered his mouth, his stomach was pressed against Chen Bei's shoulder, and now his stomach was filled with nausea.

At night, the small wind in the street blew straight towards him, Chen Nansong shivered his shoulders, and the soreness in his stomach became more obvious, he patted Chen Bei's back hard

"What if you go back and hug him after letting you go? I'll take a taxi for you right now, and you obediently go back to accompany that little brat of yours...Damn it!!" Chen Bei didn't finish speaking, his back Suddenly it was cold, and it was wet with water.

"You want to vomit, why don't you say it?" Chen Bei hurriedly put the person on the ground, wishing to turn his head 180 degrees to see the clothes on the back.

"I said it, but you didn't listen." Chen Nansong sat on the next step, his tone sounded a little aggrieved.

"Forget it, get up brother, it's cold on the ground, don't drag me to give you medicine when you catch a cold." Chen Bei held his half body and kept pulling him up, and it took a few minutes to lift him up.

"Wait a minute, I'll see if there is any taxi." Chen Bei stood on the side of the road and waved. He waited for nearly 10 minutes but did not see the shadow of the car.

"Damn it." Chen Bei muttered, and turned to see Chen Nansong's expression was wrong, "You can't do it again, hold on!" Chen Nansong was dragged to the side of the trash can.

A person lying on it vomited in the dark, and when he raised his head, his eyes were full of stars.

"Chen Bei? Huh?" Chen Nansong yelled for a long time, but no one answered him. He squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. Chen Bei was chatting with someone, and no one beside him could see clearly.

Chen Nansong clutched his aching forehead and walked in an S shape, turning several times before walking to Chen Bei's side.

He saw a man in a blue shirt talking beside him.

"Good ancestor, why did you come here by yourself? Are you feeling better?" Chen Bei turned his head to see him startled, he hurriedly supported him, and turned to the man in the blue shirt, "Then I will trouble you."

"It's okay." The pleasant voice seemed a little low.

"Nan Song, I found a car for you. Don't mess around, do you hear me? Call me later." Chen Bei hooked Chen Nan Song's shoulders and stuffed him into an SUV.

The smell of lemon mixed with a strange smell, Chen Nansong lightly frowned, closed his eyes and grabbed one of Chen Bei's wrists, "Whose car?"

"Friends, although they are not my friends...but they all know each other and live in the same neighborhood as you." After finishing speaking, Chen Bei leaned closer to his ear, "Be honest, don't be thrown down later , Take care of your cheap mouth."

"Hmm..." Chen Nansong uttered a word, turned his head to the driver's seat, and didn't bother to pay attention to Chen Bei beside him.

The unfamiliar feeling made him a little uncomfortable. The car was too quiet, and the owner hadn't come in yet, so he parked on the side of the road for 10 minutes.Chen Nansong was a little anxious, pressed against the glass window, stuck his head out, and met the strange and beautiful face outside.

"Let's go?" He said two words slowly.

Stomach upset, he was afraid that if he waited any longer, he might have to vomit again.

The man was stunned for two seconds, "Yeah." When the driver's door was opened, Chen Nansong's heart tightened, and he turned his head and closed his eyes to ignore the embarrassment in the air.

The smell of lemon next to him was getting stronger and stronger, and Chen Nansong unconsciously moved a little to that side.

The car was speeding on the road, Chen Nansong's neck hurt a little, and he turned his head to face the front.

"Isn't it cold?" the man said and closed the window beside him.

There was an unbelievably quiet moment in the car.

"That...thank you." Chen Nansong's embarrassed fingers were stiff, "What's your name?"

"Zhou Qingyan." The man replied.

"Zhou...huh?" Chen Nansong sat up straight as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, his head was sober from the alcohol.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Qingyan turned his head and glanced, "Have you seen it before?"

"No, it's just...it sounds familiar." Chen Nansong relaxed his body, and his head began to ache again, "My name is Chen Nansong."

"Well, remember." Zhou Qingyan's tone of voice was always gentle and flat.

What does this man look like when he yells in surprise?

Chen Nansong suddenly began to secrete strange thoughts in his head, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at Zhou Qingyan's side face in a daze for a few seconds.

"Go back and drink some honey water, it should be better." Zhou Qingyan said suddenly, and Chen Nansong shook his shoulders in fright, "Ah, good."

"Has your stomach been bad? You didn't drink much just now." Zhou Qingyan stepped on the brake, and the red light shone on his face, making his face look a little blurry.

"I can't drink, I didn't pay attention just now, I drank it by accident." Chen Nansong said a little embarrassed.

Damn, thick-skinned people would be embarrassed?

He coughed, and the expression on his face dropped.

He looked sideways, and the person next to him seemed to be laughing.

Damn, is he laughing?Chen Nansong turned his face subconsciously in an instant, folded his arms on his chest and closed his eyes.

"There is a blanket at the back." Zhou Qingyan said sideways.

Chen Nansong softened his heart again for a moment. This time he was cheeky and didn't resist. After all, he still felt embarrassed. It was rare for him to speak softly, "It's okay, no need, thank you."

He didn't dare to sleep in the second half of the journey, and he instinctively told him that the man next to him might really cover him with a blanket halfway through.

Today's embarrassment has seriously exceeded the standard, and Chen Nansong's thick skin can't bear it anymore.

The car stopped at the entrance of the residential area, and Chen Nansong looked up in a daze, "Here, thank you for today, and that..." He glanced at Zhou Qingyan's shoulder, "I didn't mean to bite your."

If cheeks could heat up, he'd be boiling by now.

"Huh?" Zhou Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his shoulder, "Ah, it's okay, your teeth are really good." The man laughed again.

Chen Nansong tightened his fingers on the doorknob, "You smell so good..."

Depend on!

Now if there is a car that goes directly to the moon, Chen Nansong will definitely step on it without hesitation. It is best to stay away from the earth, the farther the better.

The older single young man said to a strange man in the middle of the night, you smell so good, Chen Nansong has lost all face in his life.

"Ah?" Zhou Qingyan was more stunned than him, and the air was quiet for several seconds.

"I'm leaving! Goodbye!" Chen Nansong basically ran away from the car and ran towards the door of his house.

The street lights in the residential area were still bright. After walking more than ten meters away, Chen Nansong hid in the bushes beside him, found a wooden stake to sit on, and dialed the phone.

"Hello? Nansong!! Are you home?" Chen Bei made a noise, and it took a few seconds for him to calm down, probably hiding in the toilet.

"I'm back, by the way, I want to ask you something." Chen Nansong paused for several seconds.

"What's the matter? Is it... You met a gangster again??" Chen Bei shouted at the top of his voice.

"No!" Chen Nansong frowned and leaned back, "Do you know the car owner?"

"I don't know, Xiangzi does, but you don't know Xiangzi, but I know Xiangzi." After Chen Bei finished speaking, Chen Nansong felt his head hurt even more.

"It's good if you don't know each other." Chen Nansong suddenly felt a little thirsty, so he stood up and prepared to walk towards the other side of the house.

"What's wrong? What are you doing? You won't spit him into the car, will you?" Chen Bei roared.

"No." Chen Nansong exhaled, "It's more embarrassing than vomiting."

"Did you fall in love with him? I'll get you a phone call." After Chen Bei finished speaking, he sneezed twice, most likely because of choking.

"No..." Chen Nansong closed his mouth after saying one word, "It looks... pretty good."

"Hey, thank God, your brain has finally opened up, wait, I will give you all the personal information tomorrow." Chen Beigang finished speaking, there was a sound of vomiting, "I'll hang up first, I was vomited today. Twice on my body..."

Beep beep.

Chen Nansong hung up the phone and got up to go out.

"Meow!" The grass trembled twice.

"Who? Someone?" Chen Nansong frowned and walked slowly, there was a person standing in the darkness.

It was Zhou Qingyan.

"I bought some water." He probably heard it, shook the water bottle in his hand twice, coughed lightly and threw the water into Chen Nansong's hand, "I'm going to buy another bottle, go back quickly."

"...." Chen Nansong shook the water bottle and didn't speak for a long time. Seeing his back go away, he kicked a tree trunk beside him after he realized it.

Shame.

"Forget it, let's leave it at that, anyway, we can avoid it later, and there is no intersection." After Chen Nansong muttered, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned and walked towards the house.

The little boy was already asleep, Chen Nansong carefully took out the key to open the door, when his hand touched it, a piece of blue post-it note floated down.

"Is he laughing at me?" Chen Nansong looked at the note and got a little annoyed for no reason.

"Damn wretched man, I will complain to you sooner or later!" He held the note and threw it into the trash can.