Chapter Twenty-Three: Our Home

"Qi Shiwen, I Luo Xiaoye don't have any friends, so I told you that I treat you as a friend."

As a friend, I haven't heard words for many years, she Qi Shiwen moved out of that dirty and disgusting home, and the so-called friends should have gone and scattered, but she survived alone.

"You treat me as a friend, you are my friend."

They talked a lot to Qi Shiwen, and after talking for a long time, they complained of bitterness, and they couldn't drink well, and they both fell, but Qi Shiwen was not drunk at all.

"If you can't drink me, give me the phone, and I'll call someone to pick you up."

Su Yili and Luo Xiaoye are now unconscious, humming and chirping, and they don't know what they are talking about.

Qi Shiwen took out Su Yili's mobile phone and pressed her fingerprint to unlock it.

"Su Yiliang, why don't you give people a note, where can you find it!"

Su Yili doesn't have the habit of giving people notes, and if the phone is going to be lost one day, then it will be gone.

Although Qi Shiwen is not drunk, her head is still not so sober.

"Hey! This is famous, and that's it. ”

dialed the only phone with a name on Su Yili's mobile phone, "Hey, who are you Su Yili, come to the cherry bar to pick her up." ”

When Qi Mosu received the call, he was also confused, this was not Su Yili's phone, and he himself changed his mobile phone number.

"Okay, I'll be right here." Although he had doubts, Su Yili couldn't help but answer.

After 10 minutes,

rushed over from Qi Mosu's house, 10 minutes was not enough, who told Su Yili to wait for him.

"What's wrong with her?" As soon as he came, he saw Qi Shiwen pouring wine.

"She drank too much and was unconscious, you take her back, I'll take Luo Xiaoye back, remember to send her home safely."

As soon as the scandal with Su Yili came out, Qi Mosu still covered it very tightly when he went out, and Qi Shiwen, who was not drunk, really didn't see who picked up Su Yiliang.

"Where are you sending Lolo?"

At this time, you should care about your sweetheart.

"Go to my house, my family is small, I can't live three people, sofa, bed, and single bed, do you want me to sleep on the floor?"

Qi Shiwen waved her hand to Qi Mosu and signaled that she was leaving.

He stared at Su Yiliang, the drunken girl, with her mouth slightly open, and he asked her, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go home!" I don't know where she came to the spirit again, which startled him.

"Okay, let's go home, our home." He picked her up in the car and walked home the way she had come.

Halfway through, she woke up again.

"Where is this, this is not the way to my house." looked at Qi Mosu again, "Who are you?" ”

"It's to our house, Ah, I'm your favorite person." He reached out with his free hand and touched her head.

"It's Asu, then let's go home."

It's Aso......

Let's go home......

Ah Li, if you were a little more ruthless, I could hide and watch you, but you, your heart is too soft.

In her subconscious, her favorite person is Qi Mosu, and Qi Mosu likes her the most.

He took her back to his apartment, and the little woman, who was still groggy in the car, entered the apartment, and instantly became much clearer.

"You're Asu, I'm dreaming, my dream, I can always call the shots." Her voice was so small that she could barely hear it, and Qi Mosu only heard the word "dream".

"Ah, it's not a dream." Qi Mosu put his hands on her shoulders, trying to shake her awake.

"Let me see, I can't see when I wake up from a dream." She pushed Qi Mosu around her, which was similar to the home she had envisioned.