I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Mu Qingtian was still asleep. Ai Nan was thinking about how to carry him back. He was not strong enough to bring Mu Qingtian to his own home alone. He didn't want to break up other people's marriage. He liked it for himself, but it was all within the moral line.

"Mu Qiaoyang, your brother is at the bar now. You can take him back now."

"What?" Mu Qiaoyang looked at the caller id. Ai Nan? Why are these two together again? Why did he go to the bar?

"Old times bar, you should come now." Ai Nan hung up the phone after saying that. Ye Qianchen was still singing quietly. The songs he sang seemed like he had never heard of them before, but they were exceptionally beautiful. He didn't know if they were written by himself.

It's been a long time since Ai Nan felt so happy. It was as if in an instant, his heart suddenly became clear. This long period of confusion was really enough.

Yan Waner was watching tv on the sofa, watching Mu Qiaoyang hurrying out, confused.

"Qiao Yang, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Ai Nan called to say that mu Qingtian is at the bar now. I don't know what happened. I'm going to the bar to pick up mu Qingtian." Mu Qiaoyang stood at the door and said.

"Ai Nan? Didn't he promise not to contact Mu Qingtian? Why is he still in yiqi?" Yan Waner was a little unhappy, and so was Mu Qingtian. They had already agreed that it wouldn't happen again. They were still in a bar with a strange woman. I really didn't know if these men put what they said there.

"I don't know what exactly happened. Ai Nan told me to go over now. Don't think too much and don't talk to Yun Zhuran. Maybe there was nothing going on. Don't make a big deal out of it." Mu Qiaoyang instructed and turned to leave.

Yan Waner was still indignant. Ai Nan was just a little secretary. Everyone knew what I was thinking about admiring Qingtian. What did it mean to openly say that they were together now?

Thinking of that Ke Ke, Yan Waner felt like his heart was blocked.

In the bar.

Ai Nan was already a little irritated by the wait, and there were still only these few people in the bar. Although the little boy sang very well, he also listened a little irritated.

"Where's Qingtian?" The door opened and Mu Qiaoyang walked in. He looked at the bar.

"This way." Ai Nan heard Mu Qiaoyang's voice and waved, finally coming.

"Where's Qingtian?" Mu Qiaoyang walked over.

Ai Nan pouted. "This way. Fell asleep. Take it back."

"And you two are together." Mu Qiaoyang sat in his chair, not intending to leave immediately.

"It was just a chance encounter. Don't think too much about it." Ai Nan explained.

"Well, I'll take him back now. What about you? Do you need me to give you a ride?" Mu Qiaoyang shook the car keys.

"No need. I'm leaving first." Ai Nan picked up his bag and left without looking back. This time, he really put it down.

Ai Nan stopped when he passed the small corner.

"Goodbye, little brother."

Ye Qianchen looked at Ai Nan's back and thought.

Ai Nan came out of the bar and looked at the blue sky. It was as if the world had changed since he had figured it out. It was so clean, so clear, and not as gray as before.

Maybe I really want to say goodbye to this city and that person. That's good. It's easy for me. Mu Qingtian should be easy too.

Mu Qiaoyang looked at Mu Qingtian, who had already died of drunkenness, and took a deep breath. He didn't know what had made her look like this.

"Qingtian, Qingtian," Mu Qiaoyang touched Qingtian, but he didn't react.

He had to accept his fate and carry it away by himself.

A small incident at the bar changed the fate of both of them.

Mu Qiaoyang didn't know where Mu Qingtian lived now and had to bring Mu Qingtian home.

Yan Waner's simple appearance of Mu Qingtian was also startled.

"How did he end up like this?" Yan Waner said.

"I don't know either. Alas, by the time we got to that bar, Mu Qingtian had become like this. I didn't ask for the exact reason." Mu Qiaoyang returned home, sprawled on the sofa and exercised.

"What about that woman?" Yan Waner helped Mu Qiaoyang put Mu Qingtian in the room and turned to look at Mu Qiaoyang.

"Wherever I went, he left. There seemed to be nothing unusual. The two of them just happened to meet."

"What a coincidence." Yan Waner was prejudiced against such a girl, and it was understandable to think so now.

"Maybe it's true. The look in Ai Nan's eyes was different from before." Mu qiaoyang would think about Ai Nan.

"Your man's way of thinking is too simple." Yan Waner rolled his eyes.

When Mu Qiaoyang saw Yan Waner like this, he knew that he should shut up. This should be Yan Waner's explosive point. It's better not to make a good point.

"Give Yun Zhuran a call." Mu Qiaoyang said. Although he said he didn't mind Mu Qingtian staying here, he couldn't keep it here. He didn't know why he drank like this.

"Can Mu Qingtian do this now? I think it's a conflict between Yun Zhuran." Yan Waner analyzed.

"I don't know about that either. Is this call for or not?"

"Let's wait." Yan Waner thought for a while and said.

"I'll make him some hangover soup." Mu Qiaoyang rested for a while and got up.

"Well, go ahead." Yan Waner looked at Mu Qingtian in bed and wondered what was going on between the two of them.

"Qiao Yang, have you been to mu Qingtian before?" Yan Waner said to the kitchen as if he remembered something.

"Well, what's wrong?" Mu Qiaoyang was busy in the kitchen.

"Nothing. It's just your work schedule."

"I haven't told Mu Qingtian yet. Now is not the time to say this." Mu Qiaoyang's men stopped.

"When are you going to say that?" Yan Waner looked at Mu Qiaoyang.

"You know what I've done before, and now it's Qingtian's turn to say that. Do you think it's appropriate?" Mu Qiaoyang sounded a little angry.

"Okay." Yan Waner also knew that Mu Qiaoyang was equally anxious, and now that he said this, it was a sore spot for Mu Qiaoyang.

Mu Qiaoyang stayed in the kitchen for a while and came out to look at Yan Waner who was sitting on the sofa.

"Baby, I was wrong. The tone was bad."

Yan Waner was really angry, and he was worried about Mu Qiaoyang.