Sheng Yujue's speed was still fast and steady, and he soon arrived at the community where Qiao Yan lived.

"Just stop at the intersection ahead and I'll walk in." Qiao Yan pointed to the fork in the road in front of him and said.

Sheng Yujue didn't stop as she said, but turned the steering wheel and turned into the narrow road.

"I promised my mom to watch you enter the house."

Qiao Yan pursed his lips, not quite understanding: "Do you think it's not safe for me to get out of the car now?" ”

As an ordinary girl, walking alone at night is indeed very dangerous.

But Qiao Yan, who is quite self-aware, doesn't feel that it is dangerous for him to walk at night.

It is no exaggeration to say that if she really encounters the scum of society, she can still educate her.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll kill someone if you miss it."

Probably hasn't switched from the mode of getting along with his family tonight, Sheng Yujue still speaks with a hint of gray humor.

Qiao Yan was speechless for a moment, then simply turned his head and stopped talking.

The car drove into the community, and the uncle on duty in the security booth came over with the registration form, "Register the foreign vehicle." ”

After the uncle approached, he glanced at the car, and saw that Qiao Yan was sitting in the co-pilot, and immediately pressed the opening key of the barrier lever.

"It's you, little girl, okay, let's go in."

The gate pole slowly rose, and Sheng Yujue drove the car in.

also said: "Mr. Yan is very powerful, others register, you just brush your face." ”

Qiao Yan found that Sheng Yujue looked cold, but he talked a lot, and what he said was not very pleasant.

To her ears, she always felt that this person spoke sarcastically, and he could say several meanings in one sentence.

If Qiao Yan said this conclusion to Xiao Jinhan against Sheng Yujue, he would definitely get the strong approval of the other party.

Xiao Jinhan may also say: My buddy has the ability to make others angry half to death when he is a child, and when he talks to you, he is actually quite restrained.

Sheng Yujue did what she said, really followed Qiao Yan into the elevator and watched her open the door and go in.

And Qiao Yan also seemed to be more energetic, so he didn't invite Sheng Yujue to sit in and pour a glass of water to drink.

The heavy security door slammed shut, and the voice-activated lights in the corridor were awakened.

Sheng Yujue felt helpless, but she didn't expect that under Qiao Yan's calm and calm face, there was a careful eye that loved to compete.

After closing the door, Qiao Yan took his pajamas to the bathroom.

It took about an hour to wash her hair and shower, and she blew her hair half-dry again before she came out of the bathroom.

The freshly washed hair was a little messy, and she didn't bother to comb it, so she directly grabbed the hair that hung down to the corners of her forehead twice with her hand.

The phone was thrown on the sofa by her before, she picked it up and leaned on the sofa, her legs slightly bent.

The instep rests on the edge of the dark green sofa, like the snow on the ridge, crystal white.

There are three WeChat messages.

Two of them are from Sheng Yujue.

[Sheng Yujue: I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to the jokes when I talked to you today, and it was wrong for me to make you feel offended. 】

[Sheng Yujue: If something happens in the future, remember that I am still here. 】

Qiao Yan stared at these two lines of words for a long time, and the brain cells that had been performing their duties for many years suddenly went wrong, causing her brain to be a little messy now.

I have to admit that Sheng Yujue's ability to observe words and colors is very strong.

But this is not what can make Qiao Yan fall into thought.

She was more concerned about her abnormal little emotions tonight.

Looking back at her growth experience, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a twist and turn along the way, Sheng Yujue's two jokes that are not a big deal can only be regarded as small raindrops falling into the West Lake.

She didn't know what was going on with the nameless fire that sparked in her heart, and she didn't know why she vented it out to Sheng Yujue, a half-baked person, without any scruples.

After contemplation, Qiao Yan, a bronze player who was blank in the emotional field, finally blamed himself for his jealousy of Sheng Yujue, a happy child, with a broken family.

So, she replied.

[Well, you're not offended, it's your happiness that is too loud and noisy to my loneliness. 】

The old house of the Sheng family.

"Hahahahaha, is this WeChat really sent by Sister Yan Yan herself? This is too 'Qiao Yan'! ”

Zhuo Yubai's mobile phone fell into the pool behind the villa, her brother was not at home, and Mrs. Sheng had already rested, so she could only go to Sheng Yujue to borrow a mobile phone, call the mall manager, and ask him to send someone to send a mobile phone over.

As soon as I confirmed the model of the mobile phone I needed with the mall manager, the phone had not hung up, and a WeChat message popped up.

She glanced at it habitually.

The remark is Qiao Yan, but this sentence doesn't seem like Qiao Yan would say it.

The word "Qiao Yan" that Zhuo Yubai said is not a name, but an adjective.

Who on the Internet doesn't know that Qiao Yan is the spokesperson of the eight words of powerful, all-round killing and decisiveness.

How could she say such literary and melancholy words?

It's outrageous!

It may be that Zhuo Yubai's reaction was too great, so that Sheng Yujue thought that Qiao Yan's reply to him was more unsightly.

Suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed, and his hand reached over, "Mobile phone." ”

In just two words, Zhuo Yubai's hilarious switch was successfully turned off.

She reflexively sat up straight, pressed the corners of her mouth down, and respectfully held her phone in both hands.

"Uncle, thank you for your phone."

Sheng Yujue lowered her eyes and focused on her mobile phone.

The moment he saw the WeChat message, his heart was as strong as Sheng Yujue, and he closed himself for three seconds.

This answer is really not "Qiao Yan".

He switches out of the symbol keyboard and types in an ellipsis string.

I really want to send it out, after all, it can be a very apt interpretation of his current mood.

But I seemed to hear the sound of Qiao Yan closing the door without looking back-"bang".

Forget it, don't worry about nieces who are not related by blood.

Even if you are an elder, you still have to have basic tolerance.

Sheng Yujue pressed the shutdown button, put the phone in his pocket, and got up to go upstairs.

saw Zhuo Yubai sitting on the sofa with her head propped up, staring at the gate with her eyes open, waiting for someone from the mall to give her a mobile phone.

He said condescendingly: "Go back to your room and sleep, and take your phone tomorrow, it's too late to affect your grandmother's rest." ”

Zhuo Yubai: "? ”

The smiling face visibly collapsed, and his mouth curled: "Okay, I'll take it again tomorrow." ”

The people in the mall will send their mobile phones to the security room, and tomorrow morning the Sheng family's maid will go over to pick them up.

At that time, she can go directly to the housekeeper to get her mobile phone, but she doesn't have a mobile phone to play tonight, so she has to go to bed early.

Under the same night sky, some people are angry that they are forced to go to bed early, while others are anxious because of temporary overtime.

Two hours ago, Wen Qing was woken up by her mobile phone in her sleep, and she felt inexplicable when she heard the assistant say that there was a hot search for "Extreme Challenge" on Weibo.

Isn't it commonplace to search on "Extreme Challenge"?

As for making a phone call in the middle of the night to report?

The assistant was so anxious that he said: "But the hot search content is that "Extreme Challenge" will be broadcast tomorrow!" ”

Wen Qing: "??? ”