"Hehe, neurosis."

When Ningxia spit out "hehe", due to the pronunciation, there was a cloud of wine. The summer breeze was blowing, and the smell of wine melted in the air, and only a small wisp of it hit Ye Zhaojue's nose very lightly.

It happened that at this time, Ningxia blurted out a sentence of "neurosis", the crease between his eyebrows deepened, and his eyes staring at Ningxia were as deep as ink.

Ningxia didn't look at him, and continued to move forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and when he encountered a small step, his feet froze, and he raised his legs and jumped.

Ye Zhaojue didn't chase after her, just looked at her like this.

The bag in her hand, one, two, three......

He muttered, "Go home." ”

With a snap, the bag lost its centripetal force and was thrown far away.

Ningxia's movements were stagnant, looking in that direction sluggishly, a little dumbfounded.

When her wrist was grappled, she couldn't react. When I saw who it was, I was puzzled, "What are you doing?" ”

The other party said succinctly, "Go home." ”

Ningxia's head was stuck, and he didn't have much strength, but she forgot to struggle, and was led by him to the place where he parked, "You are sick." She laughed loudly, "I'm not a family with you." Let's go back to our own homes and find our own ......."

The last word didn't come out, and she stopped.

Ye Zhaojue opened the passenger door, stuffed her in, and then went to pick up the bag.

Expressionless and unsure of what she was thinking, he nudged her in, and she mechanically tucked the two legs that had been left outside into the car.

Ye Zhaojue stood outside the car door, his hands were casually together, his head was lowered, and he had no expression like her, "Fasten the seat belt." ”

Ningxia turned his head slightly when he heard the sound, one of them lowered his head outside the car, and the other looked up in the car, his eyes met, Ningxia was sluggish, and Ye Zhaojue was also stunned for a second.

Before, her eyes were just a little red, but now, they are red.

What creature is the biggest headache?

Drunk woman.

The point is, he can't ignore it when he sees it, this is the biggest headache.

Ningxia seemed to have a sudden head in mind, twisted his head straight, and snorted arrogantly, "I don't want to look at you." ”

“……”

Ye Zhaojue was stunned, crying and laughing.

After a little thought, he bowed into the car and fastened her seat belt, getting closer, he was uncomfortable, and Ningxia was not comfortable.

Ningxia moved awkwardly, raised his chin in disgust and stayed away from him, glanced down at his eyes, stared at his black hair, raised his hand, and slapped it down, "What are you doing, be honest!" ”

Ye Zhaojue's whole person froze, in fact, the palm she slapped was not heavy, but he was as proud as him, and he was unexpectedly beaten by an outsider without defense.

This kind of complicated mood is unprecedented.

Snapping and fastening his seat belt, he raised his head and propped his hands on the sides of the back of the chair, approaching Ningxia dangerously.

The nearest street lamp stood straight in front of the car, and the light was blocked by him, and Ningxia's vision was dim, and only a blurry black shadow could be seen close at hand.

She leaned back desperately, her neck curled and her face guarded, "What the hell are you doing?" ”

She's not afraid. Her eyes widened, but there was not the slightest fear in them.

This is a girl who can hide everything very well.

Looking at these eyes that are always talking and laughing at each other so closely, Ye Zhaojue's heart is clear.

It's just that Shen Yun is similar, what has he been avoiding all along.

Ningxia was already paralyzed by alcohol and her brain was dull, and she felt even more dazed when he was silently forced to look at her for a moment.

"What the hell are you doing?" She stretched out her two hands to twist his face, "Speak, hurry up!" ”

A mouthful of wine came to his face, and Ye Zhaojue's eyebrows frowned. Even if there was not a few taels of flesh on his face, he was stunned by her pulling out two flat corners of his mouth.

"Let go, hands!" He had difficulty opening his mouth, and it took a little force to pull off Ningxia's two evil claws.

His cheeks were numb, he pressed it, and Ningxia looked at him and giggled, "You know how good I am." ”

She smiled, and the smell of wine intensified. Ye Zhaojue frowned in disgust.

He straightened up and withdrew from the carriage, and Ningxia shook his hand at him triumphantly, like a fly, "Hurry up and go, don't be an eyesore here." ”

Ye Zhaojue sneered and returned her previous words to Zhao, "Hehe, neurosis." ”

Ningxia was unceremonious, "You're just crazy, your whole family is crazy!" ”

“……”

He didn't speak, and Ningxia was triumphant, "Xiao'er, I've put up with you for a long time." ”

If he could, Ye Zhaojue really wanted to get her out of the car.

In case he changed his mind, he quickly rounded the front of the car and sat in the main driver's seat.

Ningxia immediately twisted his head to this side, opened his mouth, and was about to say something, Ye Zhaojue stepped on the accelerator and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up." ”

She was stunned, and her voice was raised, "What is fierce, don't compare with me, have the ability to compare with me!" Then, tilting her head to the other side, she snorted, "You think I want to deal with you." ”

Since then, she has finally shut up.

Ye Zhaojue grimaced a cold face and drove all the way to the underground garage.

***

Reversing into position, turning off the ignition, and pulling the handbrake, he reached out to open the door, tilted his head, and glanced at the person sitting quietly next to him. She didn't move any way, not only did she not speak, but she didn't even shake her head once.

Puzzled, he opened the door and got out of the car, walked to the co-pilot's side, pulled the car door, and laughed angrily.

She tilted her head and fell asleep.

"Eh, wake up." Ye Zhaojue didn't touch her, only beat the co-pilot's backrest.

Ningxia's right ear was attached to it, and it was shocked uncomfortably. She moved twice in quick succession, but she didn't wake up.

Ye Zhaojue took a deep breath and exhaled depressedly.

Half of her face was sunk in her seat, half of her face was in his shadow, her nose twitching slightly, her eyebrows frowning slightly.

Remembering that she was deliberately making a fool of himself in his face, he raised his hand and twisted it. He knows how to measure and has a good grasp of his strength, so as not to hurt her.

"Don't sleep, wake up."

The touch under his fingertips was smooth as satin, and he let go of his hand with two light twists.

Ningxia unconsciously touched the place he touched and scratched it.

Her eyes moved under her noses, and she was visibly unsoundly asleep.

Ye Zhaojue took the opportunity to clench his fist and smash her shoulder, "Ningxia, I'm home." ”

Ningxia waved him away impatiently, rolled over, and turned his back to the past.

“……”

Ye Zhaojue really realized how much trouble he had picked up.

Picked her up from the car and closed the door with his backhand, his eyes were fluttering, and he suppressed it in place for a long time.

She looks thin, but not light. It is soft and soft in the arms, and it is as pliable as water.

Young girls love to wear shorts and shorts in the middle of summer, and she is no exception, two white legs hanging from the crooks of his arms, and under the action of gravity, his arms seem to be buried in a piece of elastic rubber, and they fit perfectly.

She burrowed into his arms and sniffed, still wringing a small pimple between her eyebrows.

At a young age, I don't know what I'm worried about.

It happened that someone was also waiting for the elevator, he carried her in, and the person saw that he was inconvenient, so he took the initiative to ask, "What floor are you going to?" ”

"11, thank you."

Helped press the elevator button, the man's eyes wandered on the faces of the two, Ye Zhaojue's face was a little stiff, he glanced over, "Is there something?" ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned his head away, "It's okay." ”

Walking to the fourth floor, the elevator opened and closed, and the entire confined space was left with him and her.

She was still asleep, showing no signs of waking up.

Although he hadn't seen other women drunk after drinking too much, he could somewhat understand that in fact, she was quite well-behaved when she was drunk, she didn't go crazy or giggle, but she was a little noisy, like a naughty child.

In addition, there is sadness.

She is like two people with a smile on weekdays.

Suddenly, he felt his chest clenched by her restless hand, and he lowered his eyes to see her quiet sleeping face, and in the bright elevator, there were tears stained and clear.

She leaned into his arms again, muttering a soft-soft accent, "Mommy......"

At this moment, his throat was dry and painful as if it had been polished by sandpaper, Ye Zhaojue tightened his arms, and the cold facial lines finally softened slowly.

***

Jiang Yiran pushed the door open and saw Ningxia being held in the arms of the single man opposite, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped and jumped.

"She drank too much." Ye Zhaojue only said this briefly, and then asked the ugly person in front of him, "Do you carry it in, or do I send it in?" ”

Jiang Yiran clasped his hands to his chest and leaned sideways, "Since you took over the mess, of course you can't throw it away halfway." ”

Ye Xiaofan said in front of him that Ningxia lived with his uncle, and was described as a mess by his uncle, and he looked disgusted, Ye Zhaojue's expression was normal, but he couldn't help but feel a trace of pity in his heart.

The more things don't go well, the more you miss your mother. When he was very young, he came over like this.

Jiang Yiran didn't know that he had been defined by the neighbor in front of him as a thin uncle who was not good to his niece, he raised his chin and pointed to the shoe cabinet, "The slippers are there, don't stain the floor of our house." ”

Ye Zhaojue glanced at him silently, and Jiang Yiran narrowed his peach blossom eyes at this glance, "What, what's the problem?" ”

He ignored it and went straight inside, without changing his shoes.

Jiang Yiran watched and let out a cold snort.

Ye Zhaojue stopped in the aisle between the living room and the dining room, the staircase was in front of him, he wanted to put Ningxia on the sofa in the living room, but before he could take a step, Jiang Yiran stepped forward, crossed him with his arms and walked upstairs, "Follow up." ”

Ningxia in his arms rubbed his chest again, and his eyebrows finally relaxed, as if he had turned into a good dream.

Ye Zhaojue held her steadily, and walked up the stairs step by step.

Upstairs, Jiang Yiran was leaning in front of a door waiting for him, his eyes pointed, "Send to bed." ”

Since he came in, Ye Zhaojue's gaze at him has been so faint that he can barely find the focus, Jiang Yiran is no better, Jiao'er Lang stared at him locally, but he didn't look at him in his eyes, whether it was the tone of his voice or his demeanor, it was like he was sending a servant.

Ye Zhaojue stood in front of the bed, put Ningxia down gently, and then lifted the thin quilt folded in a rectangle on the side to cover her.

He turned and walked out of the room, passing in front of Jiang Yiran, and his footsteps stopped.

He looked at him, and this time the focus was on. Jiang Yiran raised his eyebrows, "Don't care if I want money, right?" ”

The corners of Ye Zhaojue's mouth twitched, and there was a hint of mockery in his faint smile.

Jiang Yiran's face sank.

But I heard him say sternly: "Wipe her face, twist the towel, move her arm, it won't cost you much." ”

After he put down his words, he put his hand in his trouser pocket, and went downstairs and left without even waving his sleeve.

Jiang Yiran heard the continuous sound of opening and closing the door downstairs, he walked into the house from outside the house, stood in front of the sleeping Ningxia, stared at her white face for a while, and rolled his eyes, "Where is it dirty?" ”

However, he resigned himself to his fate and took a wet towel over to wipe her face, even with both hands.