Chapter 018: You Can't Be Together
Chen Mofei shook his head, Chen Qiao had already come out with the passing years. Liu Nian hung on Chen Qiao's arm like a rag, and when he went out to see her, it was like Columbus had discovered a new world.
"Chen Mofei, you kid!
He called her, "You kid." β
She knew he had let it go a long time ago. Chen Mofei wanted to stretch out his foot to kick him awake, but because Chen Qiao was present, he couldn't hold back and didn't have a seizure.
The doorman pulled the door open, and Liu Nian stumbled under his feet and was dragged out by Chen Qiao, and then stuffed him into the co-pilot of Chen Qiao's car.
"That's right," Chen Qiao said, "Let's add a WeChat, if you get home safely, send me a WeChat." β
Chen Mofei took out the phone, and the heads of the two people almost touched each other, and then I saw Liu Nian poking out most of his head from the car and shouting: "You two can't be together, you are both surnamed Chen, if you are together, it is *." Yes*. β
Chen Qiao looked back at him helplessly, then turned back to Chen Mofei and said, "How about we throw him here?"
Chen Mofei laughed "whoa".
Thinking about it, it seems like I haven't seen her smile for a long time.
He retracted his head, feeling a churn in his stomach, and he tried his best to contain the discomfort in his internal organs, while Chen Qiao was sitting in the car wearing the night breeze.
"Dude," he said excitedly, "you've done a great thing, it's my thing!"
β*γ He repeated.
Chen Qiao no longer paid attention to his nonsense, but he smiled all the way, squinted at him, and said that he was complaining*. It's all this age, as for it, what kind of woman haven't you seen?
Yes, what kind of woman have you never seen? But there is always one that you can't get by. Maybe Chen Mofei is the right one.
Chen Qiao suddenly wanted to put marriage on the agenda, he had been ridiculous for many years, and it was time to settle down.
As soon as he drove the car downstairs to Liu Nian's house, Chen Mofei's WeChat broke in.
"Arrived home safely. Don't read it. β
He wanted to go back, but he didn't know what to go back to. The years seem to be asleep, sometimes snoring slightly, but when you really think he is asleep, but suddenly his eyes are open, and he has no head to give you something.
Back to what?
Chen Qiao hesitated a little. At this time, someone honked the horn in the back, and Chen Qiao saw that the position where he parked was just blocking people, so he hurriedly replied with an OK gesture, the car started again, and he sent Liu Nian home completely. Living alone for many years, this is also what Chen Qiao doesn't understand about him very much.
Chen Qiao, the fiancΓ©e of the passing years, knows, to be honest, she is very beautiful, and she treats people decently and generously, but she heard that her health is not very good, but he has not asked in detail what is wrong, but they are not living together.
beat Chen Qiao to know Liunian, and the woman around Liunian is this one. But to this day, they don't live together.
Of course, just because we don't live together doesn't mean we haven't done what we should have done.
Upstairs, Chen Qiao was hesitating and didn't know which finger to put into the fingerprint lock, but the door was opened from the inside with a "click".
Chen Qiao raised his head and saw a woman wrapped in a bath towel with a white towel wrapped in her hair, of course he recognized it.
Chen Qiao reacted quickly enough: "Great! Otherwise, I'm still worried! β
"Chen Qiao?" the woman's voice was soft, "when did you come back?" β
"Heavy color and light friends. Chen Qiao dragged him indoors with great difficulty and put him down on the sofa. "With such a beauty in her arms, she is about to achieve a positive result, where does he still remember me!"
The woman smiled faintly, and then suddenly saw that some places on Chen Qiao's body were dirty, "Ah! It must be Liunian vomiting, right? Go wash it, change it, how uncomfortable it is to stay like this?" I'll go find Liunian's clothes for you." β
"No need. It's all rough old men. Chen Qiao smiled, "I'll go back now, it's not too late to go back and change." You still have to take care of him, how can you have time to take care of me?"
"It's the same, how can I not have time to care about you? I don't go to work much all day, and it's fine, so I'm already happy if I can take care of this." β
Really good at talking, Chen Qiao thought. "Good fortune in the passing years. β
As he spoke, Chen Qiao had already arrived at the door, "Sister-in-law, I'll leave first, you can call me if you have something." β
When the woman ran out with her clothes and small steps, Chen Qiao had already stepped out of the door, and then he gently closed the door. He admits that he has no feelings for this long-time girlfriend, but of course there must be a reason why she can tie up Liunian for so many years. But if you want him Chen Qiao to marry this woman, he won't do it.
This woman is good at everything, it's just ...... He turned his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and searched his stomach to figure out how to describe how she felt to him.
How?
It doesn't seem to be able to arouse a man's *.
She always feels cold and faint. And her coldness is not quite the same as the "coldness" that Chen Mofei gave people just now.
Thinking of this, he felt that his thoughts were somewhat impure. Just because you don't have it doesn't mean that people don't have any desire for her. After so many years of unrequited love for a flower, will he always be himself?
Chen Qiao hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, how could it be?!
Each flower into his own eyes. Forget it, what does it have to do with me?
Chen Qiao strode out of the elevator, and when he returned home, it was already dark and windy. He just arrived in this city not long ago, everything is not very familiar, at first he lived in a hotel, and then asked his assistant to help him find a room, originally wanted to rent, do not want to be reasonable, real estate in recent years is almost the pillar industry of the entire Greater China, basically every year is rising, up more and less, so he paid to buy it, fine decoration, and live with his bag.
He only changed a few pieces of furniture, looked up from downstairs, he saw that the lamp on his floor was dim without suspense, he rubbed his hands, remembered someone's curved and delicate figure, maybe he drank a little wine today, or something else, he felt that his body was about to move, he thought of Chen Mofei, the moment she blushed and lowered her head, the feeling of her hand wrapped in his hand.
Chen Qiao lowered his head and hurried away, if someone passed by at this time, that person looked at him, and he would never have thought of what kind of manuscript he was playing at this time.
Just now I was talking to Chen Mofei at the dinner table, but I didn't eat much, but I was a little hungry at this time. He turned around and returned to the car, he knew the approximate address where Chen Mofei lived, so he started the car, but at the same time he was impulsive and frightened by the sudden decision he had made.
But it was precisely because of this impulse and fear that he wanted to do it even more. The engine of the car roared and crushed the night, the headlights turned on, and a misty and looming white fog rose in front of the car, and the rear of the car spewed a faint gas, and the body hesitated for a moment, and then moved forward.