The taxi driver bumped down together.

Mainly, Yan Si hasn't paid the fare yet!

"En..." Yan Siyuan was drunk. At this time, he was no longer as cold as usual. He thought what the other party said was very reasonable.

"Would you like to pay your fare first, sir?" the driver coaxed.

Yan Siyuan took out a wallet and handed it to the driver, "get out!"

"You... Young man now." the driver scolded and walked away. When he opened his wallet, he was shocked by the neat hundred dollar bills and various cards in it, and instantly turned into a smiling face.

"Chuqing! Open the door, Chuqing!" Yan Siyuan, who is half overbearing, looks like a naughty dog. He yells and barks outside the door. No one has answered the door for a long time. He fell to the ground in a daze and fell asleep without saying a word.

"Hello, Chuqing!" the phone was finally connected. The woman at the other end of the phone was full of sleepiness, muttering, and gave a faint hello.

Yan Siyuan suddenly felt a shock, like something soft, like a white feather, gently brushing his hard heart.

"Hello, who?" Chu Qing made a reluctant voice and reminded him on the other end of the phone.

"You damned woman should hook me three times and four times outside. How big a green hat have you put on me!" he was soon occupied by alcohol, and he roared without image.

Chu Qing suddenly emerged from the warm quilt and fell asleep in half. What's the matter with Yan Siyuan?

"You come out! Now! Now! Come out to see me!" Yan Siyuan's indisputable order.

Are you drunk? Chu Qing listened to the sound of his big tongue and wanted to laugh heartlessly, "Yan Siyuan, you're drunk. What's coming out? Shouldn't you be soft and fragrant outside?"

With that, I put down the phone without thinking about it!

Hum, disturb her dream.

Chu Qing was about to continue her appointment with Duke Zhou when she heard something vaguely.

It was the sound of kicking the door, mixed with a familiar angry male voice.

"Jingling bell ~" Chu Qing's phone rang tirelessly again. The caller ID was Yan Siyuan again! Is it over?

"Hello? Yan Siyuan? Are you talking?"

"Chu Qing, you come out." the head raised the decibel and carefully distinguished it. There was a sound synchronized with that in the mobile phone outside the door.

Ah ah!! Chuqing rubbed her eyebrows. Why is she so unlucky?

When she opened the door, the night poured in wildly. She looked carefully at the door. It was strange that there was no one. She looked at it from a different angle and couldn't help laughing.

There was a lump of white things curled up in the corner by the door. It was obviously a great body. Looking at it like this, I felt a little pity.

She must be crazy to feel that such a speech is far from lonely.

"Hello!" Chu Qing walked cautiously to the place where Yan Siyuan was lying, stretched out his foot and gently kicked him, "wake up and get up!"

It's almost two o'clock now. It's the heaviest time of the night. It's very cold outside. Besides, he still stays on the ground like a dog and refuses to get up.

She should be angry. She called him just now. He was so disgusted, but now she came back on her own initiative. Why?

Yan Si didn't seem to realize that the door had been opened. He was still there with his mobile phone. "I told you Chu Qing, you don't want to escape me, don't want to elope with that wild man, i... cough." he was invaded by the sudden cold and coughed intermittently.

"You..." Chu Qing didn't care what he was talking about, but thought he was crazy. "It's not good. I have to drag you in. Yan Siyuan, you should cooperate."

"You're not cold, I'm cold standing ~" Chu Qing whispered, bent down, stretched out his hand, hugged Yan Siyuan's waist, trying to support him.

But after all, she is a tall man of more than one meter. Although Chu Qing is not too short, she is still as small as a drop in the sea with no suspense against the background of this man.

No matter how hard Chu Qing tried and how he changed his posture, Yan Siyuan still stayed where he was. He just moved his hands and feet restlessly. From a distance, he really looked like a giant puppy playing coquettish beside his master's legs.

"Are you obedient? Yan Siyuan, stand up by yourself. I can't hold you." Chu Qing lowered her voice and said to him gently like coaxing a child.

Yan Siyuan's consciousness suddenly became clear. He vaguely saw a small mouth closing one by one. The voice of the exit was so soft that her eyes seemed to reflect the whole starry sky.

"I don't stand up, Chu Qing. You've made a mistake when you're outside." in a childish almost deceptive tone, the angular face suddenly became soft, as if the photo was soft, and Chu Qing burst into laughter.

"Yan Siyuan, what are you talking about? When did I hook up three and four..." he said, and realized why he wanted to explain. Anyway, people like nonsense when they are drunk.

"Get up, you'll catch a cold." Chu Qing's inner monologue was: get up, I'm sleepy.

He just felt that the vacancy in his heart was suddenly filled. He nodded in a daze, obediently relied on Chu Qing and stood up slowly.

There was a faint faint light at the door. I couldn't tell whether it was the cold moonlight or the light from the house. In short, at this moment, Yan Siyuan's face was gentle and bright and dark.

He was tall and relied on Chu Qing to stand up. It was like holding a woman in his arms, as if he had a natural fit.

Yan Si smelled the fragrance at the end of her hair and took a deep breath of greed.

"Chu Qing."

"What's the matter?" Chu Qing held him hard and answered him softly.

"Why are you at my house?"

"..." there was a small step at the door. She almost stumbled to fall. In an emergency, she turned to rely on Yan Siyuan, and the weight of her whole body was on him.

Yan Si was rushed by her inadvertently. The woman in her arms is very soft, small, as delicate and clever as a plush doll.

"Hmm?... why did you stay at my house and refuse to leave?" Yan Siyuan began to play wine crazy, tightly hugged Chu Qing and maintained a hug position. It seems that she has to say why she came.

He smelled of wine, and because he was close to her, the tip of Chuqing's nose was wrapped with his breath, alcohol, intoxication, warmth, and even... Degradation.

The next second, she came to her senses. The little face is burning red.

"Yan Siyuan, let me go!" Chu Qing protested in a low voice, blushing to break free from the shackles imposed on her, but there was a great disparity in strength.

"I will not let go!" Chuqing was shocked with a slightly angry tone.

This guy, drunk, like a child, is dead skinned.

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