Just be Cheng Shao's apex treasure

Chapter 151 I don't want to be a widow!
Cheng Jingzhou had dinner at Lu's house, and played chess with Mr. Lu after dinner.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the chess game is not over yet.

Mrs. Lu asked her husband Lu Yuan, is it possible that Cheng Jingzhou is still living at home tonight?

Lu Yuan shook his head and said probably not, but then said, no one can understand what the old man is thinking, and it is fine to ask someone to prepare a guest room.

At ten o'clock in the evening, after a tense and fierce fight, Mr. Lu lost, but he was in a very good mood.

"You're not bad! On weekdays, A Yuan and Lu Guo play chess with me. I don't know whether it's because I'm not good at chess or because I deliberately let my old man always lose to me. Today I lost to you. I lost convincingly and fought heartily. !"

The old big hand patted Cheng Jingzhou's shoulder vigorously, and walked away laughing.

Cheng Jingzhou's back broke out in cold sweat instantly, why did he think that this sounded like the opposite?

When he turned his head to face Lu Yuan's smiling face, his hairs stood on end.

Lu Yuan said: "It's getting late, shouldn't you go back too?"

Cheng Jingzhou nodded numbly, "I'm bothering you a lot today, goodbye."

After taking two steps, he stopped, turned around and looked upstairs at Jing Yi's room.

Lu Yuan immediately said: "Yibao is already asleep, so don't disturb her."

"Oh, goodbye then."

Cheng Jingzhou left disappointed, and looked up upstairs unwillingly in the courtyard. The light in Jing Yi's room was still on, so she must not be asleep yet, right?
He was about to make a call when the lights went out.

Cheng Jingzhou drank a few glasses of rice wine with Mr. Lu tonight. At first, he refused to drink it from the bottom of his heart, but after taking a sip, he found that the taste was not as bad as he thought. He took a few more sips and found it very suitable , so I drank a few more glasses and called Zhang Xing to drive.

I didn't feel that the wine was hot before, but now I'm in the car, I don't know if it's because of the lack of air circulation, and I feel a little dizzy.

"Brother Zhou, are you okay?" Zhang Xing asked.

Cheng Jingzhou raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but said nothing.

"You're blushing, didn't you drink less tonight?"

"Is your face very red?"

"so popular."

Cheng Jingzhou rolled his eyes, thinking about it.

He turned his head and looked out the window, pointed to the ditch on the side of the road and said, "Drive the car into the ditch, hurry up!"

Zhang Xing, "..." Did this man really drink too much?This is a new car a few days ago.

Cheng Jingzhou kicked the driver's seat, "Didn't you hear that? Open the ditch, right now!"

"Oh, good." Zhang Xing bit the bullet and drove the car into the ditch.

Cheng Jingzhou pushed the car door down, and opened the driver's door, "Go back by yourself, and disappear from my sight within 5 minutes!"

"..." Zhang Xing was dragged out of the car with a dazed look on his face, almost falling into the ditch.

Cheng Jingzhou had already sat in the car, turned his head and saw that he was still sticking there, his face turned black, "Aren't you going to get out?"

After Zhang Xing rolled away, Cheng Jingzhou called Jing Yi. He leaned on the driver's seat, resting his forehead with one hand, holding the phone with the other, and said in a painful voice, "Yi Bao, I drove into a ditch..."

Jing Yi remembered how many glasses of rice wine he drank with her grandfather at night. Rice wine is also alcohol, and it has a certain degree of alcohol. He actually drank and drove!
"Cheng Jingzhou, do you want to die? How dare you drive after drinking!"

Cursing, the man had already got off the bed and quickly walked to the cloakroom to find clothes.

The mobile phone was sandwiched between the ears and shoulders, and she cursed while putting on her clothes: "Cheng Jingzhou, if you miss, you should break off the engagement with me first, I don't want to be a widow!"

"Where are you now?"

Cheng Jingzhou endured his excitement, pretended to groan and told his location, and almost jumped up after hanging up the phone, bumping his head on the roof of the car, screaming in pain.

This is called, get carried away.

(End of this chapter)