Untouchable Cute Baby

Wei Xiangxi's perfect clavicle is exposed, which is even more exquisite than those painted by some women.

The two of them drink one cup after another without any game. Wei Xiangxi can feel the sad atmosphere around Song Chenyi. He knows that song Chenyi will not easily confess his true thoughts, so all he can give now is to accompany him and get drunk with him.

In fact, few people really drink because they like to drink. No kind of wine can make people feel good before drinking. Most of the time, it's just the feeling of being drunk. At least the feeling of being slightly drunk after drinking can make people forget those heartbreaking things for a short time.

Wei Xiangxi finally couldn't stand the nausea from his stomach. He picked up the garbage can and vomited all the time. He almost vomited all the acid left in his stomach. The air was full of the sour smell after vomit.

Song chenyiyao is dizzy. He grabs the bottle on the table and pours the wine into the cup, only to find that it is empty. The second, the third and the fourth are empty. There are cigarette butts in the two ashtrays on the table.

"Finished? Go home. " Song Chenyi puts Wei Xiangxi's arm on his shoulder, and the two stagger out of the elegant seat.

"Did you pay?" Wei Xiangxi takes out his wallet from his pocket and takes out his bank card.

"I saved my drink card, enough for you to drink for a year. Let's go." He tucked Wei Xiangxi's wallet back into his trouser pocket.

Several younger sisters, who are dancing around, are still on the dance floor, fascinated by the two men's handsome faces, ready to move towards them.

"I can drive myself." Wei Xiangxi took his hand off his shoulder and turned to pick up the car in the garage of the bar.

"Don't make trouble. Don't you know you'll check drunk driving at night?"

He pulled him back, took a taxi by the side of the road and shoved him in.

"Well, what about you." Wei Xiangxi thought that he would get on the bus, and he moved his ass inside, but he heard the sound of the door being closed by song Chenyi.

"I have something else to do."

Song Chenyi then went to the side to take another taxi.

"Where to?"

As soon as song Chenyi got on the bus, the driver smelled a pungent smell of smoke and wine.

"Go"

Yes, where can he go? He doesn't even know where Zuo Xiran is now. Song Chenyi can't help laughing bitterly.

"Drive first."

The driver glances at Song Chenyi sitting in the back, for fear that if he doesn't pay attention, the car will be occupied by song Chenyi's vomit.

Song Chenyi rolled the car window to the bottom, and the cold wind caressed his face, but he felt more and more drunk.

Don't know why, a place flashed in his mind, Huo family.

Intuition tells him that Zuo Xiran will go there. After all, all her shelter has been disposed of by his father.

"Turn around and go to the villa area of Fuzi road in a city."

"Well."

Sitting in the back seat of the car, song Chenyi's brows are twisted together. He feels that his stomach is twisted together, and the pain spreads from his stomach to his heart. He's got stomach trouble again.

"Here we are."

"Keep the change."

Song Chenyi took out a red bill from his wallet and got out of the car with his stomach in his hand.

Outside the iron gate of the Huo family, song Chenyi, with pale lips and pale face, stood for a long time. He still wanted to bet with himself that she would come down to see him and that she would follow him.

"Hello, Dudu, the number you dialed is on the line."

"Hello Dudu, the subscriber you dialed is on the phone."

Song Chenyi's phone has been pressed down by Zuo Xiran. He feels that his heart has been pulled. The feeling of disappointment is not good.

In the Huo family, Zuo xiranwo is watching Korean TV with headphones on her bed. She just thinks that song Chenyi wants her to go back and continue to abide by the deal with him. She doesn't want to go back to be his lover. No, to be exact, it's Xiao San.

She doesn't want to be accused.

It's a pity that the weather is not beautiful. The weather is very good. Suddenly, there are dark clouds, and then it's raining cats and dogs.

Zuo Xiran's headphones perfectly cover up the deafening thunder. When she chases after a Korean drama episode and plans to get up to go to the toilet, she shivers when the thunder strikes. She goes to the window and draws back the curtain. What she sees is the pouring rain. Her phone rings again, and it's song Chenyi's.

"Hoo." Zuo Xiran stares at the familiar number on the mobile phone screen and finally presses the answer button.

"Hello."

"Why not answer the phone." Song Chenyi's voice was intermittent because he had been in the rain for too long.

"I fell asleep." Zuo Xiran scratched his ear and said awkwardly.

"Can you come out? I'm downstairs."

"What?"

Zuo Xiran's first reaction was not that he might be making fun of her, but that he didn't wear his coat. He took an umbrella and ran downstairs in a hurry."Xiran, what are you doing so late?"

Huo Mu Mu in the living room looks at Zuo Xiran with a muddled face. After all, it's raining outside, and it's more than nine in the evening.

"Yes, I'll be right back."

"Bang."

Huo Mu Mu is not at ease to wear his shoes, ready to go out with her, afraid that she is not safe alone.

Zuo Xiran came out of the gate of iron art, and really saw song Chenyi who had been drenched.

"Are you stupid, big night." She put the umbrella on his head and wiped the water on his face with her sleeve.

"You know, I miss you so much." He takes Zuo Xiran, who is talking, into his arms and holds him very hard for fear that he will not pay attention and she will run away again.

Even after soaking in the rain for nearly two hours, Zuo Xiran can still vaguely smell the smell of smoke and wine all over his body.

Huo Mu Mu, who was standing five miles away from them, grasped the handle of the umbrella. As soon as he went out, he saw a scene that made him sad.

Huo Mu Mu's right hand slides to his left chest heart, he feels, there is very painful.

Secret love seems to be a person's chaos, his mood can be affected by her casual small expression, but the person who stirred her heart, after all, will not be him, he does not even remember how much rain now, he only remembers the sound of his heart broken, Huo Mu Mu's black umbrella slipped from his hand, his face has been unable to tell whether it is tears The water is still dripping.

Huo Mu Mu did his best, turned around, closed the door and slid down the door to the ground.

"My God, young master, what's the matter with you."

Housekeeper rushed up to look at the whole body wet Huo Mu Mu, anxiously ran to the bathroom took a towel out.

"No more." He pushed off the housekeeper's towel, propped up the shoe cabinet, and went back to his room. As usual, he collapsed on his couch. Huo mulu stared at the ceiling and thought, "it's shameless to fight while you're young. But how many 300 days in life can he waste? Or he suffers for love. Even if he's a walking corpse, it's hard to increase his left hand because of his words Hope to dye a little sweet, she will not be happy because of his suffering, there is no reason to feel owed to him, there is no reason to want to compensate him, say reasonable, sorry, this is the truth.

Outside the gate of Tieyi, Zuo Xiran let song Chenyi hold her. Her clothes were also affected by his clothes and became a little wet.

"Have I ever told you that you can't step out of the Song family without my permission? Have I ever told you that you can stay where you should be and wait for the right people?" Song Chenyi said in a stuffy voice. Fortunately, he was hugging. Zuo Xiran couldn't see how ferocious his facial expression became because of the pain in his stomach.

"You are engaged. Besides, Xi Ziyi seems to like you very much, so I"

"well."

Song Chenyi holds her cheek with his hand and kisses her ironic mouth. The umbrella in Zuo Xiran's hand falls to the ground and his eyes are wide open. He is at a loss.

"Don't you know to close your eyes when you kiss?" He stared at her affectionately, words are doting, once again kiss on the two lips that let him still not finish.

This time, she obediently closed her eyes, hanging hands clenched his wet clothes.