"Are there any bad friend like you?" Qiu Shaoyun picked up the pillow beside him and threw it hard.

"Isn't it?" Mu Zixuan just raised his hand and easily blocked the attack weapon.

"What is it? Drinking." He glanced at him in anger, raised his head and drank a glass of wine, feeling a little angry.

Mu Zixuan looked at him with a smile on his lips.

"This woman! Sometimes she has to use both soft and hard skills. She can't be so strong at all times. You can understand this principle." After saying that, she raised her eyebrows at him.

"Don't talk about yourself like a love saint. Thinking about the past, you and your younger brothers and sisters were the same, and I don't think about who came out to buy drunk at that time." Qiu Shaoyun was a little depressed, with a hint of mockery spreading bitterly at the corner of his mouth, but he was unwilling to admit defeat in his words.

"Ahem! My situation is different from you." She and Xia Xinfei fell in love at the beginning, but because of some factors, on the one hand, it was to deal with Qingquetang, and did not want her to be her weakness, giving the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it, and on the other hand, it was to make her insignificant arrogance as a man.

"What's the difference? You're all getting married first and then falling in love. Isn't it a good idea?" I'm even more worried when I drink to relieve my sorrow. Anyway, the more I drink, the more I feel sober.

"What about the steel? Drink less, I won't be able to send you later." It is said that the wounds are 100 days old. Shen Lei's gunshot wound has not yet been cured yet. So there is no extra person around him for his dispatch.

"Swish! Just take care of yourself. When will I see me drunk?" Qiu Shaoyun looked down on me very disdainful. Men are like this and they like to talk big. Just like the person in front of me, I don't know who was drunk last time and used strong force on He Yating. Now he pretends to be a master.

"Just blow it! There is no need to pay tax anyway." Mu Zixuan drank a sip of the drink. It felt like he couldn't drink the wine, which was really an itchy thing.

"You said, is she abused herself or abused me?" She looked at Mu Zixuan with teasing eyes.

"How do I know this? I'm not her?" He rolled his eyes in anger. In his opinion, wasn't every marriage always coming through like this?

"Tsk! I thought you knew how well you knew women? It turned out that it was just a le." Qiu Shaoyun sneered in disgust. Maybe it was because he drank some wine, so he looked very manly.

"Don't make me look like a playboy." When I was a child, I saw too much of my father's slutty image, which made him have a clean side in dealing with feelings.

"I heard that Uncle Mu was a great love saint before, why didn't you inherit this advantage?" To put it bluntly, it's right to dislike him.

"Is this an advantage?" Mu Zixuan was very uncommon. Everyone's outlook on life was different, and what he pursued was not the image of a playboy.

"At least, women will buy it, right?" Qiu Shaoyun was really injured, so he had this idea.

Mu Zixuan put his hand on his lips and stared at him thoughtfully, curious about what charm He Yating has that can turn a man who didn't want to pursue love into this situation now.

Time wanders between the fingers, and the night becomes more and more intense. Since Qiu Shaoyun left home, He Yating has been walking back and forth in the room, some worry, some nervousness, and some helplessness.

Alas! A sigh, overflowing from the corner of her lips. In fact, the situation tonight was not her intentional act, but she was too depressed at that time, so she was so speechless. In his opinion, his actions should be ungrateful! That's why he was so angry that he threw the door away.

The phone number was in his hand, but he never dialed the phone number that represented concern. He was just stubborn and unwilling to admit it. He had already had a certain position in his heart.

Although the face that was slapped was no longer as red and swollen as when he just came back, it was still shocking and pitying. It is not difficult to see how much force He Junqi used to slap.

After looking at the time, after a little hesitation, she chose to go downstairs. As soon as she left the door, a biting cold wind blew, which made her unable to help but shrank and gathered her coat.

Haven't you come back yet? You've been out for hours.

In fact, she was also very wronged. She was already very sad when she was slapped by her father. In this situation, she was really just thinking about being alone and having no other intentions, but she didn't know why, but in the end she turned out like this.

It rains, and the rain in winter is always like that. It is not like the majestic atmosphere in summer, but like snowflakes, which will not make you wet, but it will make you feel that depressing atmosphere.

A beam of car lights shot from afar, and even she herself didn't notice it. She was thunderous and slowly flowing on her face.

Standing there, watching the car slowly driving into the house, unexpectedly, it was not him who got off the bus, but Mu Zixuan. Such a phenomenon made her walk over quickly.

"Zixuan, how could it be you?" He looked into the car uneasy, and his uneasiness became even stronger.

"Oh! Shaoyun drank some wine and it was not convenient to drive. I'll take him back." Mu Zixuan's deep eyes stayed on He Yating for a few seconds, and he immediately became clear. It turned out that she was not as unsatisfied as Qiu Shaoyun said.

"Sorry, please trouble you." He Yating blushed slightly. Always, Mu Zixuan's look was very meaningful.

"Editor He, feelings are sometimes not suitable to be hidden in the heart, but to show them to achieve their value." Originally, he did not want to get involved in the conflict between them, but always felt that both of them were less stubborn and needed to wake up to do so.

"I..." He Yating didn't know how to explain, nor did she know whether to refute it, so she said that she was suppressing it back again.

"Okay, I'll leave the person to you. It's too late to go back, Xinfei should be anxious." He helped Qiu Shaoyun out, regardless of whether He Yating had the ability to help him upstairs, in short, he pushed it directly to her.

The smell of alcohol hit her, which made her frown, but she still reached out to support the person. Although she felt difficult, she had a sweet feeling that was born.

"Thank you! Be careful on the road."

"You can do it!" Mu Zixuan suddenly asked when he got on the bus sideways.

"Yeah! I'm fine." So what can I do if I don't work? It's hard to continue to bother him, a person who has just recovered from a serious illness!
Chapter completed!