Chapter 1590 Invincible Black Fans (23)

Chuzheng came out of the bar and immediately saw the boy standing outside walking back and forth.

The shadow swayed back and forth on the ground, all alone.

Chuzheng walked over: "What are you doing here?"

The shadow paused for a moment, then the owner of the shadow turned around, with only a pair of bright eyes showing on his masked face: "When you get off work, I want to go back with you..."

As Chuzheng approached, she smelled a faint smell of alcohol: "Have you been drinking?"

"Well...drink a little."

An Ji hooked his fingers around the edge of the mask and pulled it down, exposing his entire face to the air. He exhaled slightly: "Does the alcohol smell very strong?"

"fine."

An Ji blinked and smiled slowly: "Then can we go back?"

Chuzheng didn't want to see An Ji smile.

Hate?

of course not.

When she saw An Ji smile, she not only wanted to see him smile, but also wanted to kill something else.

Chuzheng looked to the other side: "Yeah."

An Ji seemed to be walking steadily, and his thinking seemed to be fine, but Chu Zheng felt that he was a little drunk.

For example now...

Chuzheng pulled the person back: "Be careful..."

An Ji tilted her head and asked her seriously: "Aren't you leaving?"

Regardless of his tone or demeanor, he looked normal.

But……

Why go?

Chuzheng said calmly: "Red light."

can not fight.

Good guy card.

Think more!

Aren’t you much calmer?

"Oh." An Ji stood beside her obediently and murmured in a low voice: "But there is no car, so no one will notice if we walk there."

Chuzheng: "..." This guy is definitely drunk!

Chuzheng was originally holding his arm, but now she could only hold his hand to prevent him from suddenly running out.

Although there are not many cars nowadays, who knows if there will be a drunk driver! !

I can’t even put it together for a while, who am I going to find to get stuck!

An Ji suddenly became quiet and looked down at Chu Zheng holding his hand.

It was over, An Ji hadn't even looked back, and was being led over by Chu Zheng.

"Will you take me home?" An Ji suddenly said.

Chuzheng turned her head and glanced at him. The boy lowered his eyebrows and looked a little lonely.

Chuzheng tightened her fingers and said in a gentle voice: "Go home."

The boy raised his head, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and the light in his eyes was shining.

Chuzheng: "..."

grass!

Chuzheng exhaled and took An Ji back.

When going upstairs, An Jie kept walking and stopping, and Chu Zheng didn't know what he wanted to do. He couldn't pull her anymore, so she had to wait for him.

Fortunately, Anji didn't do anything else, just walked around.

"Open the door."

An Ji looked innocent: "Why do you want to open it? Can't you open it?"

Chuzheng resisted the urge to hit him: "This is your home, the key is with you."

How do I drive!

"Oh." An Ji didn't move: "Then look for it."

Chuzheng: "???"

no! What do you mean, how can I find it? Did you get ripped off?

Chuzheng found the key from An Ji, opened the door, and pushed the person in.

"Why are you pushing me?" An Ji muttered, even changing her shoes: "I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."

"Take a shower and then sleep."

"No." An Ji went directly to the bedroom: "I want to sleep!"

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng watched An Jie fall on the bed, but after a moment, An Jie's breathing calmed down.

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng leaned against the door and took out her cell phone to send a message to Fei Xiu.

[Sanye: Do you know what An Ji is like when he is drunk? ]

[Fei Xiu: Why do you ask this? You don't want to do anything bad, do you? Little girl, I can tell you that An Ji has a sweetheart, so don’t mess around! ]

Chuzheng: "???"

What did I do?

And what is a sweetheart?

Chuzheng typed numbers much faster.

[Sanye: Who is his sweetheart? ]

[Fei Xiu: If she can match An Ji, she must be top-notch beautiful! ]

[Sanye: Have you seen it? ]

Fei Xiu didn't reply immediately. About a minute later, he sent two words.

[Fei Xiu: I’ve seen it. ]

[Fei Xiu: So little girl, don’t stare at An Ji’s face. You should look more at other grasses. ]

Fei Xiu didn't know who An Ji liked, but he didn't see any signs of Chu Zheng and An Ji.

In addition, Chuzheng had asked him about An Ji before, so Fei Xiu felt that Chuzheng must have something in mind.

If An Ji hadn't said those words to him, Fei Xiu would probably have supported him.

But An Ji just told him that he has a sweetheart. Of course, Zaizi's wishes are the most important!

Fei Xiu's idea was quite simple, which was to clear all obstacles for his own cubs.

[Fei Xiu: Why don’t you come back? ]

[Fei Xiu: Did you hear that? ]

[Fei Xiu: Don’t be too sad. My cub is excellent, but there are better ones, right? We have to look forward! ]

[Fei Xiu:...]

Chuzheng put his cell phone on silent and looked at the people in the room.

After a while, Chuzheng went into the bathroom to get some water and clean up for Anji.

The water was a little cold, and An Jie was so cold that she opened her eyes and met Chu Zheng's eyes vaguely.

An Ji rubbed her eyes, her eyes filled with confusion. After a moment, she smiled obediently, then closed her eyes and wanted to continue sleeping.

Chuzheng put her hands on both sides of his body and leaned down.

The boy closed his eyes, and his slender eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows on his fair face.

When the light fell, the boy's facial features were three-dimensional and clear. He was too quiet at this time, but added a bit of softness and well-behavedness.

Chuzheng raised her hand and touched his hair, first rubbing the tips of his hair lightly with her fingertips.

After finding that it is very soft, slowly touch the top of your hair and rub it gently several times.

Chuzheng slowly lowered her head...

The next day.

An Ji rubbed his aching head and sat up. The blanket on his body slipped down, and he looked around blankly.

This is his room...

He seemed to have come back with Chu Zheng last night.

But what happened next to An Ji was a bit blurry.

An Jie leaned on the edge of the bed and found a sticky note on the bedside table.

-Breakfast is on the table.

An Ji curled her lips, took the post-it note and went out, and saw breakfast on the table.

It wasn't until he sat down that An Ji lowered his head and looked at the clothes he was wearing. These seemed to be his pajamas... Who changed them for him?

[Sabi: Did you change my pajamas for me? ]

When Chuzheng saw the news, she and Wan Ying were sitting in the living room of Grandma Chi's residence.

Wan Ying kept a decent smile, her belly had swelled, she touched her belly with her hand, showing the attitude of a lady.

Chuzheng sat on the other side, looking down at her phone.

The mobile phone interface is the one sent by An Ji.

[Mitsuya: Yeah. ]

[Ji: You...how can you change it for me...]

Chuzheng typed expressionlessly.

[Sanye: Otherwise, who do you want to change it for you? Your sweetheart? ]

How come the good guy card has a sweetheart behind my back!

That's obviously mine!

mine!