Chapter 173: You're Crazy, Aren't You?

Xu Yiyi originally wanted to spend the night at Yinian's house, but when she called after nine o'clock, she said that there was an urgent matter for her to go back immediately, but she compromised after a long time. [Ran^Text^Library] []

"Okay, okay, I know, I'll go back now, go back now!"

Unhappy, I got up from the couch and went to the door to change my shoes.

"Sister Yiyi, do you really want to go back?"

Xiao Anyan followed barefoot, pulled the corner of her clothes and asked pitifully.

"Well, my sister has an urgent matter at home, I must go back, and I will come to see you tomorrow."

The tiger touched the little guy's head, and Xu Yiyi was unwilling.

Yi Nian cut the fruit and brought it out, and when he saw that she was leaving, he was also curious, "Didn't you say that you would stay here tonight?" At this point in time? ā€

"I'm sorry, there is something at home, you must summon me back, I will come back tomorrow."

"Then I'll send you down, you're not familiar with this community, I'll send you to the door to take the car." Yi Nian put down the fruit plate and quickly changed his shoes.

"Sister An, you don't have to send me, I know this community very well, how many times have I been here, and besides, there is a driver at home to pick me up, and I will be at the door immediately, you don't have to send me down."

"If you want to send it, you are a girl, it's not safe."

Yi Nian changed his shoes before Xu Yiyi, and quickly shouted to turn on the sensor light at the door.

Xu Yiyi followed apologetically, "Oh, in fact, I really don't need to send it, I can walk out of this community with my eyes closed, why waste Sister An's time." ā€

"No waste, no waste."

Although she didn't want to admit it, there was a rare voice in her heart, guiding her to come out for verification.

What if he's really still there? Want to say hello? Or forget it, right? It's all strangers, what do you say hello, don't be bored.

Sure enough, there was no longer the majestic Maybach at the entrance of the community.

It was a BMW car that came to pick up Xu Yiyi, you can imagine how good this girl's family is, since there are not many people, she doesn't plan to ask more, and An Tongsheng is two people, so let it be.

The woman's family conditions are too good, which is not a good thing for a man in a family like theirs.

Seeing Xu Yiyi leave, Yi Nian stood at the door and looked around a few times, the cold wind blew, and she wrapped her coat tightly.

The road was empty, and there was nothing but the lonely cold light of the streetlights.

Looks like he's gone.

She sighed without a trace, turned around and walked back, these thoughts should not be, they were vain.

He should have just stopped passing by.

The years of the community are a bit long, and the voice-activated lights often fail, and they only turn on when you shout loudly or stomp your feet.

Yi Nian drooped his head and walked upstairs, sullen, and didn't care whether the lights in the corridor were on or not.

Suddenly, a black hand reached out from the darkness, grabbed her wrist, and threw it against the wall.

She snorted, thinking to herself that it was fucking unlucky to meet a hooligan on her doorstep.

The strong smell of alcohol rushed into his nostrils, and he raised his eyes to look at the hooligan who was holding him.

The voice-activated lights overhead were not on, only the distant street lights were cast, and the man's face was sunk into the shadows, accompanied by a thick and colorful gasp.

This height, momentum, and movement are Leng Qiye's yes.

How could he be here?! I didn't see his car just now.

Yi Yi frowned, pushing the man's cold chest, "Leng Qiye, you let go of me, this is not the place where your eldest young master should come." ā€

The man remained motionless, his hands clasping her wrists and pressing heavily on top of her head.

"An Yinian, what were you looking at at the door just now? Looking at my car? ā€

"I—I didn't! What your car, I don't know what you're talking about! She stammered.

"No?" Leng Qiye leaned down suddenly, pressed her ear, and asked repeatedly, "Really not?" ā€

"Not really! I'm looking at Yiyi, she came home so late, I'm afraid she's not safe, yes, I'm just afraid that Yiyi won't be safe, so I watched it for a while. ā€

"Hard mouth!"

The man rested his head on her shoulder, wearily.

The stairwell, unlit, was dim and dreary, so quiet that only the sound of each other's heavy breathing could be heard, intertwined, confused, complicated, and slowly overlapping.

He just buried his head in the socket of her neck, and did not move.

Yi Nian swallowed his saliva, his whole body tensed, and he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his mouth.

What is this? He's a married man, what does it mean to be here and do this to her?

Taking a deep breath, she pushed away the man who was pressing on her body.

"Leng Qi night, if you drink too much, go home, don't go crazy outside!"

I don't know if I drank too much or what, just like that, Leng Qiye fell backwards, and even hit the debris piled up under the stairwell and fell to the ground.

The voice-activated lights came on.

At this time, I saw that the man was wearing a thin suit, not even a coat and jacket, sitting on the ground with his head down, his head down, unable to see his expression clearly, and he didn't know how to stand up.

"An Yinian, what do you mean by that?"

Leng Qiye suddenly made a sound, took something out of his pocket, and pointed at her.

Crazy, how much alcohol did this man drink, this is simply the rhythm of drunken madness.

grinded his teeth, turned around and wanted to leave, walked a few steps and turned back, "Leng Qiye, are you crazy?" What do I mean? Isn't that clear enough about what I mean? I don't provoke a married man, I don't want to see you drunkard! ā€

"Well, that's a good point, what a big breath." Leng Qiye sat on the ground, shaking his head, and couldn't afford it, "I'm not asking you that, I'm asking you this, this!" ā€

As he spoke, he threw out the thing he was holding in his hand.

It's fluffy and looks like waste paper.

The fox was suspicious, and squatted down to pick it up, and the crumpled paper towel was not very real under the light.

The words on it made her suddenly excited, the words on this tissue seemed to be written casually before packing up things, boring work, how could it fall into his hands, could it be that it was accidentally sent out in the document.

What a shame to be thrown into the Pacific Ocean.

Throw the thing on the ground, "It's just ordinary paper, nothing special, it seems that Mr. Leng is really drinking too much, how do you like it, I'm going up." ā€

"An Yi Nian!"

Leng Qiye jumped up from the ground and hugged her from behind.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm cold."

"Go home when it's cold, what are you doing here? Crazy, isn't it? What should I do if the paparazzi get photographed? Do you want me to be unable to hold my head up for the rest of my life? ā€

"It's not."

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

I was speechless.

He just rubbed his chin on top of her head and rubbed it like a cat.

It turned out that he was so tall, and the thought was sudden, but deep down in his heart he missed the warmth of this moment.

The voice-activated lights went out again.

Only the sound of staggered breathing could be heard, entwined, almost indistinguishable from each other.

She didn't move, and neither did he.

I don't know how long it was, but a neighbor passed by.

"It's winter, why are you outside, it's good to hug it in the house, I'm not afraid of catching a cold!"

The neighbor complained and played, roared the voice-activated light, and left with a smile.

The thought turned crimson, and the red elbow stabbed the same dead man behind him.

"Leng Qiye, you let go of me, the old lady is going back to sleep, you call your assistant over and send you back."

The man didn't answer.

"The surname is cold, don't think I can't do anything about you!"

With a hard push, the man standing behind him fell to the ground straight down.

She was startled and hurriedly pounced to see.

"Hey, don't scare me, you get up, it's really not a joke."

Leng Qiye lay motionless on the ground.

In the middle of winter, lying on the ground in such a thin dress, God knows how cold it is.

Yi Nian sighed helplessly, reached out to pull, touched his skin, and it was hot and hot.

Hurriedly touched his temple, it was a big fireball.

"Do you have a fever?"

She lifted his head and found the liquid wet on her hand, still warm.

In a panic, he shouted to turn on the light, and when he looked closely, he found that the back of his head was injured.

"Leng Qiye, what the hell is going on with you? You okay? Don't tease me? ā€

She pushed him, and her heart panicked, not knowing what to do, and she couldn't pull the man up at all.

Leng Qiye grabbed her hand, "I don't want to go to the hospital, small things, take me to your house, take a rest and it'll be fine, don't send it to the hospital, let her worry." ā€

Let her worry......

This she refers to Xia Xue.

At this time, I still remember my wife at home, which is really affectionate.

Yi Nian pursed his lips, took out his mobile phone and dialed An Tongsheng's number, but the mobile phone ringtone sounded overhead.

An Tongsheng walked down from the upper floor, and stood in front of her, "Sister, I'm worried about your safety, that's why I ...... I didn't mean to. ā€

"It's okay, he doesn't want to go to the hospital, you can come and help help him get inside."

"Hmm."

An Tongsheng did things silently, he had actually been standing there for a long time, and he heard all the conversations between the two people, and frankly speaking, if it wasn't for his sister, he would have rushed down and beaten people.

Xiao Anyan had already slept on his own.

It took some effort for the two siblings to get the person to the house and throw it directly on the sofa.

"Oh yes, this man doesn't look fat, why is he so heavy."

"He's got muscles."

An Tongsheng said resentfully, thinking that he would also train such muscles to protect his sister in the future.

looked at the man on the sofa who was no different from death, and he was anxious, where is the demeanor of a national husband, he is simply a hooligan.

"Sister, you can do it yourself, I'll go to bed first." An Tongsheng left this sentence in a deep voice and entered his room.

He knows that no one else can interfere in emotional matters.

Yi Nian sighed, walked to Leng Qiye's side, looked at his tired eyebrows, and felt distressed.

Even though he didn't belong to her, he was distressed.

The mobile phone in the man's pocket rang suddenly.

It should be a call from his wife, but he shrunk his neck and didn't dare to help him get it. I saw him squint and take the phone out of his pocket, press the shutdown button directly, and throw it on the floor.

"An Yinian, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and treat my wounds, you want me to die, don't you? ā€