I go north, you go south

Although Nan Zishu didn't tell Ling Bei's exhaustion to her face, she still made indirect remarks that she could also drive.She wanted Ling Bei to have some time to rest.

But Ling Bei just smiled and pushed Nan Zishu into the passenger seat, and then stuffed her the paper bag with breakfast in the back seat: "There is still time to worry about me, have you had breakfast yet?"

Nan Zishu pursed his lips guiltyly, but still resisted stubbornly: "Is it directly related to whether I can drive or not after eating breakfast?"

"And you are so tired, how can you still show off in front of me?"

The more Nan Zishu talked, the more confident he felt: "You can't take care of yourself, and you insist on worrying about me. I have never seen such an 'old lady' boyfriend."

Ling Bei couldn't help laughing out loud, looking at Nan Zishu, he didn't know whether to be funny or angry: "Are you still reasonable? It's because you don't eat well, and you don't take care of yourself well, that's why I worry about it every day. Nan Zishu, let me ask you, what can I do? If you are cold, hungry and wronged, isn’t it all my fault? When the time comes, you just ignore me and I turn around and leave. I have nowhere to cry cry."

Ling Bei sat in the driver's seat while talking: "But if you give me a chance to become a regular, I will immediately make you think that I am not like an old lady."

"Get out." Nan Zishu shot a sharp eye, causing Ling Bei's surprise to be shattered in mid-air.

Ling Bei didn't feel any frustration at all, and still buckled Nan Zishu's seat belt thoughtfully with the corner of his mouth bent: "I left in a hurry this morning, so I didn't prepare anything special. I simply made a burrito and a glass of Soy milk is still good for the stomach, so hurry up and eat it while it's still hot."

Ling Bei looked at Nan Zishu staring blankly at the breakfast in the paper bag, thinking that she was embarrassed by what she said just now, so he smiled and rubbed the top of her hair: "I know you didn't eat breakfast, you little liar. "

After finishing speaking, Ling Bei started the engine directly and drove towards the western suburbs.

Nan Zishu next to him came back to his senses, and rarely spoke, but quietly looked at Ling Bei's profile, and gradually curled the corners of his lips.

I would like to give you a chance to become a regular.
After driving for a while, Ling Bei suddenly remembered something, and asked Nan Zishu casually: "You said yesterday to inform Xu Huan, is she coming today?"

"Come on." Nan Zishu took a sip of soy milk, with a puzzled expression on his face: "And when I called her last night to tell her, she probably meant that she would be with Mo Ziwen.

"Have you brothers become strangers to this situation now? He didn't tell you in advance?"

"Ah," after hearing this, Ling Bei sighed quite wisely: "In contemporary society, after each has a family, how many people can maintain the 'brotherhood'? Let alone me and Mo Zi This kind of brotherhood that is already plastic."

As expected, Nan Zishu was amused by Ling Bei's tone: "Forget it. Xiao Huan and I don't blame you. I didn't marry you, and I don't have the right to care about you, President Ling. Why? In your mouth, I am like the kind of shrew who will make you kneel on the washboard and keyboard?
"And my Xiaohuan is not with your younger brother yet, but I've never seen you mess up so much."

"Huh? Do you still think Xu Huan and Mo Ziwen have nothing to do?"

Ling Bei didn't seem to have heard Nan Zishu's statement to distance himself from him, but shifted his focus to a gossip topic.