Dude, get married?

"Ok, I know."

Ai Quechen nodded, opened the car door and sat in the back row. Seeing the cigarettes left by Hua Jincheng in the car, he picked it up and took one out of it, and put it in his mouth, "Is there a fire?"

"Your sister's fire, you are fucking allergic to cigarettes and still smoke, why don't you go to the sky and dig soil on the moon?"

Without waiting for Xia Zhixia's reaction, Hua Jincheng, who followed behind, roughly snatched the cigarette from Ai Quechen's mouth and clamped it to his ear, then said in a rough voice.

"..." Ai Quechen shrank his head timidly when he saw Hua Jincheng's face turned cold and fierce.

After the four got into the car, Hua Jincheng drove to the city.

"Oh—where is my partner?"

"You deserve it, who told you to lie."

Ai Quechen glared at Hua Jincheng, and then continued to slump on the seat in a daze. Before hearing his father say that the master was ill last night, he never thought that his grandfather would be sick. He thought that the old man could live a long life ...

"Fuck! I forgot to go home and visit my grandma!"

After waiting for the car to drive on the highway for more than ten minutes, Ai Quechen slammed on the driver's seat and yelled.

Hua Jincheng's hands trembled in fright, and they almost ran to another road, "Fuck! Ai Quechen, you want to die! I'm driving!"

"Hold...Sorry...I'm excited...Brother Hua, I'm sorry..."

Hua Jincheng looked at Ai Quechen, who was in a mess through the rearview mirror, holding back for a long time, and finally sighed, that's all, it's not good for the child to be mentally retarded now, and it's probably useless. .

He would never say that he wanted to beat Ai Quechen because he was jealous and always looked down on Ai Quechen.

"Let's see when we come back next time. We've already got on the highway. If we want to go back, we probably have to wait for the exit before we can turn back."

"Well... next time, I have to think about how I have a partner now..."

After Ai Quechen was excited, he went back paralyzed. Xia Zhixia was taken aback by the momentary energy and decadence. He thought that Hua Jincheng was already very good at acting in front of him, but Hua Jincheng It really can't be compared with Ai Quechen, the ancestor of the actor.

"Let's go with the flow, maybe you can find someone tomorrow."

"Okay..." Ai Quechen felt weak.

Ten minutes later, he jumped up again, looked at Lu Shuyi with sparkling eyes and said nothing, and it took only 2 minutes to look at Lu Shuyi.

"Brother, can you just say it if you have something to say? You look at me like this, and I really don't feel at ease in my heart."

"Sixth brother, can I not go to the school celebration? I want to go back to see our grandpa."

"This is a must. After the school celebration is over, I can accompany you back to see our grandpa. Be good, don't think about anything, and prepare your speech with peace of mind."

"……shit!"

When Hua Jincheng sent Ai Quechen back to the city, Ai Quechen didn't say a word.

Lu Shuyi watched Ai Quechen get off the car and go home, thought for a while, "Huahua, you and Xia Xia should go home first, I'll watch him here, my time is relatively loose."

"Okay, then bring your phone if you need anything."

"Well, be careful on the road, and report that you are safe when you get home."

"Okay, goodbye, Brother Six."

Ai Quechen was not too surprised to see Lu Shuyi going home with him. After all, although Lu Shuyi was a prodigal, he was the most careful of his brothers.

That night, Lu Shuyi watched Ai Quechen get himself completely drunk, as if soaking in a wine barrel for ten days and a half a month, watched him smash up in the gym, and then watched him lying on the ground Painful, he only watched from the side, because he knew that Ai Quechen needed to lick the wound by himself, so that the wound would not be infected and heal faster.

When he was tired from tossing and tossing, Lu Shuyi stepped forward to help him up, sent him to the bathroom to wash up casually, and sent him back to the bed.