After a long time, and the oranges didn't want to be eaten, Chen Yue tilted her head uncomfortably and leaned back in her chair.

He muttered, "Why hasn't it arrived yet?" ”

"It's almost ......," Song Yao coaxed like a child, "Don't throw up in my car!" ”

"Is this your car?" Chen Yue turned her face sideways, looked at him, and blinked her eyes twice.

The tone was full of disbelief.

"Or do you think?" Song Yao didn't get angry but laughed.

"Don't bluff me, isn't it just a fight, a drive down", she said, she endured the overturning of the river and the sea in her stomach, suddenly pulled the collar of Song Yao's gray sweatshirt, and rubbed it, as if she felt that the quality was very average, and pouted with some disgust.

Song Yao didn't know what she was going to do, and he didn't push her away, only to hear her suddenly smile proudly, "I think you're almost as poor as me...... Slightly ......"

Hearing the sound, Song Yao secretly felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly helped her up and sat up straight, "Uncle, stop the car!" ”

"Slightly...... ...... vomit"

It's too late, it's too late, a puddle of porridge and kimchi and some broken oranges, that's it...... impartially spit all on his ...... crotch.

My Armani, my dear big bird......

Song Yao frowned, couldn't bear to look straight away, and closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to~" Chen Yue followed closely behind Song Yao, looking at his side face with blank eyes.

Song Yao didn't know if he was really angry or arrogant. Anyway, the steps were big and fast, and she could barely keep up with them even by walking and running.

"You just did it on purpose!" Song Yao still walked forward with great momentum and didn't look back.

From the car, the two have been arguing about the Wanhua community where Song Yao's apartment is now.

Chen Yue followed Song Yao back to the apartment to accompany him to change his pants, but without the driver's uncle, the two argued even more.

"It's not ......"

"And said that you didn't mean it, you were motion sickness, and you weren't drunk, your brain was not clear, you vomited in other places is not good, do you have to vomit on me?!" Song Yao argued, "Did you say you had been watching me unhappy for a long time?!" ”

Still haven't looked back.

This reminded him of the last time Du Jingchen was drunk, and he vomited him like this. The tacit understanding between these two people made him sulk.

"And that's not because you said don't throw up in your car!"

"So, you're just throwing yourself on my crotch?"

Song Yao stopped and looked back at her, looking like I couldn't refute it.

"Big deal, I'll wash it for you~" Chen Yue smiled, half in a coquettish tone.

"Huh...... Hurry up and put away your Taiwanese accent! He said disgustedly, looked at her disdainfully, pursed his lips again, and swallowed.

Then, his eyes fluttered, and he pretended to say: "If you want to be coquettish, you can be coquettish, and if you make me happy, you will not blame the past." Otherwise......"

"Otherwise, what? Do you want me to die to atone for my sins? Chen Yuejuanxiu's face is full of words, I don't care, I'm not afraid of death, I'm loyal and unyielding, I will never be coquettish to you.

"Otherwise, I'll tell Du Jingchen that you deliberately spit on my crotch!"

"Don't...... Big brother, if you have something to say~ People really didn't mean it~ Alas, Song Dashen is so handsome, don't embarrass me as a little girl, I lost my demeanor~ "Changed into a dog in seconds, flattering to the extreme, "mua~"

Song Yao was disturbed by this flying kiss, and said in a disguised manner: "Do you know that you are now like the woman who has an outstanding demeanor in ancient times and can command a lot of beautiful women...... Strong women? ”

Chen Yue cleaned up her expression, "The old bustard is the old bustard, what do you do with such a crepe, you can learn from Du Jingchen, if you don't learn the good ones, you will learn the bad." ”