One Pet Gets Married

After Tang Youan and Song Xi left, Chang also left the study and was caught by Meng Meng and joined the party.

Although she is 18th line, she is also a star anyway, and she is pretty good-looking, so the big guys want to take pictures with her one after another, so she smiled and agreed.

By about ten o'clock, everyone was almost playing, so they all got up and left.

After Meng Meng closed the door, only the two of them were left in the room.

"Come on, let's continue drinking and chatting! After all, it's been a long time since we got together, so we are just left..." Just when Chang Ye was about to say that he was going to leave, Meng Meng pulled Chang and returned to the sofa. He opened a can of beer and handed it to Chang Ye.

"I really can't do it... I'm dizzy..." Chang Ye fell onto the sofa and waved his hand straight.

"Then dizzy, dizzy occasionally, how nice and happy, right? Besides, there are no stinky men here, you don't need to be a King Kong..." Meng Meng shook the beer can.

Therefore, Chang had to take the wine, and then collided with Meng Meng and drank half a can in one gulp.

"Domineering!" Meng Meng gave her a thumbs up, and then he took a few sips.

"Actually, I've been here." After that, Chang also leaned on the sofa and stared at the coffee table.

"Ah?!" Meng Meng was dumbfounded for an instant.

"Once in an amusement park... I was splashed by a fan of a male star, and she took me here..." Chang also didn't know what he said about it.

"Have you seen it?" Meng Meng asked.

"Hmm..." Chang also nodded.

"What then?" Even though Meng Meng was drunk, the gossip soul was still burning.

"Why does she care if I am dead or alive..."

"Hey!" Meng Meng struggled to get up, stretched out his arm, and rubbed Chang Ye's head a few times, "Give you a touch!"

As a result, Chang Ye clenched one hand into a fist and propped it against his chin, and laughed eagerly.

"Laughing... Then I was taken to her room, and she didn't say anything... I took a bath in that bathroom, um... I cried for some reason. I hate that feeling, really," Chang also looked at Meng Meng and smiled, "I don't usually cry."

Meng Meng dreamed that Chang Ye was talking about tears flickering in his eyes, so he immediately pulled out a few tissues and handed them to her.

"Then, when I came down, she had something to leave... but she left a note on the table. She said that she heard me sneeze and thought I should eat something light, so she cooked porridge for me... let me go by myself Eat it with it. Hahaha, I’ll tell you that it’s so unpalatable..." When it comes to this, Chang also sniffs and presses her eyes with a tissue, her voice trembling, "She can cook, really It's terrible porridge, it's terrible and crying..."

After listening to Meng Meng, she really didn't know what to say, so she moved over, took Chang Ye's shoulder, and patted it.

When Zhou Yi returned home with a face full of coldness and exhaustion, it was already midnight.

As soon as he opened the door, Zhou Yi was stunned by the grand occasion. The whole room was messed up, forget it, there seemed to be two drunks paralyzed over the sofa.

However, it was also expected.

Bend down and took off his high heels, put on a comfortable cotton drag, lazily put the high heels in the shoe cabinet, pushed forward, and kicked open a beer can, Zhou Yi took off his coat and put it in his arms, and stretched out his hand. Under the collar of the workplace shirt, he walked over to the sofa.

"Meng Meng wakes up and wants to sleep in the guest room..." Just as Zhou Yi was about to speak, he suddenly found a woman lying next to Meng Meng.

The woman is wearing a windbreaker with complexion, and the smell of alcohol on her body is very strong. A milky coffee-colored fluffy hair is nestled next to her cheeks, which makes her facial lines extremely soft, and her skin is delicate and flowery, but it is flushed. I want to drink a lot of it. Wine.

At that moment, Zhou Yi suddenly forgot what to say.

Holding the clothes and walking forward, Zhou Yi squatted down in front of her, looked at her face carefully, and then slowly stretched out his hand and touched her eyebrows.

At this time, Chang also frowned slightly, raised his cheeks slightly, and went back to sleep.

In the end, Zhou Yi said softly: "I have thought a lot these days. I was thinking, why both of us are always reluctant to take a step back?"

"You said I was full of capitalist scents. I said you are so poor that what's the point? Did you even bargain for a thing? Did you compare the price? Is it slaughtered? Is it stupid to be slaughtered? …We can always say what we’re hitting each other’s vital points to hurt each other. From another perspective, can we just explain… In fact, no one knows each other better than we do?” Zhou Yi pinched She raised her hand in front of her eyes.

Afterwards, Zhou Yi sighed and threw her coat aside casually, pushing Meng Meng to the side. Then he hugged Chang Ye horizontally, turned around, walked to the corner of the stairs, went upstairs step by step, and then led her in. Got his own room.

After putting Chang Ye on the bed, Zhou Yi took out his makeup remover wipes and sat on the side of the bed, and began to help Chang Ye remove her makeup.

With the wet wipes pressed against her face, Zhou Yi's movements gradually slowed down, just staring at her steadily.

After that, Zhou Yishu took a sigh of relief, twisted another towel, washed Chang Ye's face, picked up a basin of water and brought another towel over, took off her shoe covers, and took off her shoes. Wipe her feet carefully.

"Good night." After finishing everything, Zhou Yi looked at her by the bed for a long time, said two words softly, and was about to turn around and leave the room.

However, at this time, Chang Ye quietly stretched out his hand and held her wrist.

As a result, Zhou Yi's steps came to a halt. Then, she turned her head to look at Chang Ye, and saw that Chang Ye turned over, resting on her side, holding her wrist firmly with one hand.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yi opened his lips slightly: "Are you awake?"

However, Chang did not answer either, only two lines of clear tears rolled down the corner of his eyes in tandem.

"Xiao Ye?" Zhou Yi looked at her face and slightly raised his eyebrows. Inexplicably, his eyes were also red.

After a while, Chang Ye's hands gradually loosened, his tears gradually dried up, and the ups and downs of his chest gradually became stable.

Zhou Yi looked down at the ground, and then lay down on the bed halfway down. He looked sideways at Chang Ye who was sleeping next to him. He reached out and touched the long hair that she had fluttered, and then quietly retracted back.

"We said, no matter how loud the noise is, don't talk about breaking up..." Zhou Yi slowly lay down as he spoke, looking at Chang Ye in his sleep, a tremor in his chest.

"I don't want to break up, I don't want to, but I don't know why I always speak insincerely..." Zhou Yi held her finger, placed it to her lips, and bit gently.

"I have a plan to be with you for the rest of my life. I only have you in my eyes, do you know? My mother always says that I am lust. I am blinded by the desire to smoke my mind and raise me for nothing... Then so what, I don't care. I just want you to care about me..." Zhou Yi pulled up the quilt, covered Chang Ye, and tucked her in again.

"Sorry, I was too much..." Zhou Yi took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and squeezed her hand, "Sorry, I still don't want to leave you...because I really can't..."