Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

Chen Nansong's unrealistic thoughts probably only existed for a moment. After he hurriedly took a shower, he walked out the door with his wet hair on his head, walked towards the practicing uncle and aunt, and dragged Fei Le by the way. passed.

"We can't waste the morning on weekends. Children need to exercise more." Chen Nansong stood behind as usual, striding forward, squatting extremely securely.

"Exercise more, why don't you take me to the amusement park, and walk for a day to exercise more!" Fei Le pursed his mouth, wishing he could be used as a clothes hanger.

"My ears are not good, so I can't hear." Chen Nansong closed his eyes, turned his arms [-] degrees in a circle, and when he retracted them, he let out a cry, which made the old man in front tremble.

"Huh? Sister Chen!" Chen Nansong opened his eyes and saw Sister Chen walking towards this side holding a stack of documents.

"Xiao Song, it's good to exercise." Sister Chen walked in and looked at him, "When did you have a child?"

"Nephew." Chen Nansong grabbed Sister Chen's sleeve abruptly, "By the way, there is something I want to tell you. Who is the person living next door to me? I often hear women screaming at night, which is scary. of."

"Ah?" Sister Chen was stunned for a moment, "I don't know, but don't worry, the people living in our community are all decent people. They checked each one when they moved in. There should be no strange people."

"Should?" Chen Nansong raised his voice, his eyebrows flew up.

"That...how about I help you look at it some other day and call you when the time comes." Sister Chen took two steps forward anxiously, "By the way, I sent a message in the owner group that there will be an event in the afternoon, and you have time Remember to come and participate."

"Activity? What activity?" Chen Nan squatted for a long time, and when he stood up, his knees slammed, and Fei Le looked at him with wide eyes, "It's okay, you, you are old, you are useless."

"Kid shut up, didn't your mother teach you that you will be beaten if you talk cheap?" Chen Nansong rolled his eyes at him, touched his pocket and found that he didn't have a mobile phone, then turned his hand and elbowed the uncle next to him, "What event?" ah?"

"The owner's blind date event." The uncle opened one eye and glanced at Chen Nansong, "You should go to participate, after all, you are not too young, maybe there is someone who is right for you."

"Yes." Chen Nansong replied casually with a smile on his face.

Are there any high-quality men in this broken community?No, at least never.

"Wait a minute, it seems that there is really one." Chen Nansong raised his eyebrows and stared at the distant building and began to giggle.

"Uncle!" Fei Le called him, "Let's go, go buy buns, I'm almost starving to death."

"How about uncle giving you a bag?" Chen Nansong put his arm on Fei Le's shoulder and walked all the way out the door.

"You can pull it down, poisoning people will go to jail." Fei Le jumped two steps happily, and shouted at Uncle Zhang who was making pancakes in the distance.

"Stinky bastard." Chen Nansong picked up his coat and hat, and swayed slowly, "I don't know if I can meet that surnamed Zhou. It seems that I have never met him in the community."

"Uncle! Pay." Fei Le ran towards this side with a big bag of buns, and greeted Chen Nansong, the mobile wallet.

"Boss, how much is it?" Chen Nansong lowered his head and took out his phone.

"Nine dollars." The boss replied, "Scan the QR code here, handsome guy, what do you want?"

"Huh?" Chen Nansong heard the handsome guy raised his head very consciously, but found that Uncle Zhang was asking the person next to him.

This man is quite tall, but the peaked cap is so low that he can't see his face clearly. He is also wearing silk pajamas and a pair of sneakers.It seems that he just woke up and didn't have time to clean up.

"Porridge, boiled eggs." The person next to him opened his mouth.

"Damn, what a coincidence?" Chen Nansong retreated from the steps he stepped out, and his face went under the brim of his hat, "Zhou...Qingyan?"

"Huh?" Zhou Qingyan raised his head, looking startled again.

"Didn't sleep well?" Chen Nansong was a little surprised to see the dark circles under his eyes. This man looked so healthy, but he was a night owl behind his back.

"You slept late, you woke up quite early." Zhou Qingyan finished the porridge handed over by the boss, and prepared to walk towards the wooden chair on the side with the things.

"Aren't you going home?" Chen Nansong was taken aback, and walked over together.

"Let's finish eating here, or the house will smell bad and we have to clean it up." Zhou Qingyan moved a little to the side, "Come here?"

"Ah, good." Chen Nansong sat down obediently, and looked at the people who were drinking porridge opposite him, and he was taken aback.

This teacher Zhou broke through his imagination time and time again. He usually looks neat and tidy, and feels like he has to spray perfume when he goes out to throw garbage. Now he is wearing pajamas and drinking porridge on the side of the road, making Chen Nansong a long time Did not slow down.

"Why are you staring at me?" Zhou Qingyan said suddenly, speaking in the same calm manner as before.

"It's nothing, it just feels like a coincidence, I'll go back first, that kid Fei Le is still waiting for me, um...see you this afternoon?" Chen Nansong felt embarrassed.

"Well, okay, see you in the afternoon." Zhou Qingyan looked up at him, lowered his head and concentrated on continuing to drink porridge.

Seeing Chen Nansong walking away, Zhou Qingyan, who was wearing a peaked cap, suddenly raised his head, the cap was lifted off and slammed into the wind a few times, the hand holding the spoon under his hand tightened again, sighed, and held his forehead to relax. for a while.

"It's so embarrassing. It's rare to get out of the house once, and we meet again." Zhou Qingyan pressed his forehead against the wooden table, and his unlovable look scared Uncle Zhang.

"Young man, what's the matter? Is the porridge salty? Or is the egg salty?" Uncle Zhang raised his head.

"No, it's because I'm too busy to go out to buy breakfast." Zhou Qingyan sighed, and continued to finish the porridge in the bowl, the sweat in his palms was a little chilled by the wind.

Chen Nansong, who walked halfway on the other side, was no better than him, staring at the stones on the ground in a daze.

Zhou Qingyan looked like that.

Pretty cute.

"Damn! What the hell am I thinking?" Chen Nansong slapped himself with his head tilted.It's just a trick used in acting, if you don't hit the face, you just look real.

"Uncle! Why are you being stimulated again!!" Fei Le looked up and saw Chen Nansong fanning himself, he was terrified, "Tell me something, don't be too hard on it, I won't scold you anymore."

Chen Nansong looked up at him, "Huh? Did you scold me just now?"

Fei Le turned his head guiltily: "..."

"I'll go upstairs to pick out two pieces of clothes, and I'll help me as a staff member later." Chen Nansong walked upstairs, and Fei Le followed behind with a bun hanging.

"Didn't you just have a meal with Mr. Zhou? Why are you so nervous?" Fei Le's mouth was stuffed, and his speech was a bit vague.

"I'm not nervous." Chen Nansong's eyes drifted a little when he spoke, and he got into the closet and looked through two shirts and suit pants, "Is it okay?"

"I'm not talking about you, you're not going for an interview, why are you dressed so formally?" Fei Le glanced at the closet, "White T-shirt and overalls are pretty good, I want to look younger when I'm old , don't spend all day...hey! Don't push me!!"

"The brat is too annoying." Chen Nan Song pata closed the door tightly, "There is nothing wrong with what you said."

After a whole morning, Chen Nansong went downstairs in clean and fresh clothes, carefully folded the cuffs of his shirt, and didn't dare to spray more perfume.

"Hmm... It's rare to be a little serious." Fei Le leaned on the sofa and held a book of comics, "Uncle, please hold your breath. If I am punished for homework on Monday, it must be because you didn't work hard enough."

"Get out." Chen Nansong threw a pillow towards the sofa, "It's almost time, I'm going out."

"Okay, come on." With a smile on Fei Le's face, Pata turned on the TV while he was out the door.

Before Chen Nansong left the gate of the community, he saw a familiar car parked on the side of the road from a distance. Chen Nansong didn't know why he was so nervous, he walked into the car and was still breathing deeply.

"Here we come." Zhou Qingyan looked at him and smiled, and Chen Nansong froze for a moment.

Is this the same person as the one in the morning?

"Well, it's been a long time." Chen Nansong got into the car and took a breath, which still smelled like lemon.

"No, just came out, drink some water?" Zhou Qingyan handed over a soda bottle.

Probably his first soda purchase.

"Yeah." Chen Nansong took the hand, unscrewed the lid and almost sprayed it out, so frightened that he glanced to the side in horror, Zhou Qingyan was still smiling.

It's over, now this scene doesn't look like a serious meal.

Chen Nansong twitched in his heart and coughed, "Well, is Mr. Zhou tired from work?"

You have to pretend to be like a model, at least you can't deviate from the topic of the discussion.

"Fortunately, the children are very good, I like obedient ones." Zhou Qingyan replied.

"I like good children, what about adults?" Chen Nansong asked casually, and found that something seemed wrong.

It's over, the atmosphere is fucking off again.

"Well...I haven't thought about it, maybe, you don't have to be too obedient." Zhou Qingyan didn't answer the question smoothly, probably because he didn't keep up with Chen Nansong's strange brain circuit.

"Has Mr. Zhou lived alone all the time?" Chen Nansong had a thick skin, thinking that he might as well ask along the awkward topic.

"Alone." Zhou Qingyan glanced at him sideways, "Are you alone too? Didn't you have a girlfriend?"

"No, I don't have a girlfriend, and I haven't found a boyfriend yet." Chen Nansong didn't shy away from this kind of question.

There is no need to evade the fact, he never felt that there was anything wrong, it has been like this since he was a child.Chen Nansong is Chen Nansong, if you can't accept it, you don't have to touch it.

"You are quite sincere." Zhou Qingyan smiled twice, "It's a coincidence that I don't have one either, but the family is so urgent that I dare not go back casually."

"How could Mr. Zhou not be chased by anyone? Is it too demanding?" Chen Nansong just chatted casually, but didn't think much about it.

Zhou Qingyan paused for a long time without speaking, and suddenly turned around at the traffic light and asked, "What kind of person do you think I am?"

"Huh?" Chen Nansong was dumbfounded by the question, and reacted for a while, "Life is well-organized, gentle gentleman, handsome and long-legged, it seems that he hasn't noticed any shortcomings." He counted with his fingers, but he was serious.

"Not necessarily." Zhou Qingyan stared at him sideways, and leaned closer to Chen Nansong, "I'm a very boring person. Simply put, it should be boring, if you know enough."

The smell of lemon suddenly made Chen Nansong dizzy, staring at those beautiful eyes, he couldn't help but sneezed.