Bend yourself and the great God HE

Before he had time to tell Gu Tianduo, Qiao Yun turned around and rushed out of Soho, drunk for a day.

After getting in the car, he started calling the man non-stop, and looked at the man along the road at a speed of 20 yards.

In the end, the phone was turned off, and no one saw it. Qiao Yun was even more restless.

Until three o'clock in the morning, City C gradually fell asleep, and the whole city was shrouded in dark night. Qiao Yun abandoned his car and ran on the street like crazy.

But in the end it was all in vain.

At four o'clock, he returned to the Mountain Language Room.

The elevator stopped on the 33rd floor. Qiao Yun dragged his legs and swayed out of the elevator like a walking dead.

Just after turning the corner, his tired eyes suddenly revealed a fierce light. He clenched his fists tightly and stared at Mo Ran and Xiao Nan standing at the door of the house.

The drunk Mo Ran put one arm on Xiao Nan's shoulder, resting his head on Xiao Nan's neck, completely unconscious.

And Xiao Nan hugged Mo Ran tightly, forcing his whole body to lean against him.

Looking at each other, Xiao Nan forced a smile.

He said: "The senior is drunk, I will send him back."

Xiao Nan didn't see anything wrong, Xiao Nan was justified.

On the contrary, it was Qiao Yun, seeing his man being sent back like this by an outsider, his mind was buzzing with molten metal.

"Let go!" Qiao Yun shook his heavy head, gritted his teeth and scolded Xiao Nan.

Because of the sudden heaviness in his head, he almost fell to the ground in anger.

Xiao Nan was not surprised at Qiao Yun's furious brows, based on what he knew about his roommates, this was within his expectation.

"I want to let go." Xiao Nan pushed the glasses holder, looked peacefully at Qiao Yun who was holding his forehead with both hands, "How can I let go if you don't come over, so that the senior falls to the ground?"

With the same tone, Xiao Nan angered Qiao Yun for the second time.

In the next second, a fist landed on his face.

The glasses fell to the ground, Xiao Nan dragged Mo Ran along, and the two staggered back.

"You fucking came here to seek death!"

At this moment, Qiao Yun looked like a fried-haired lion whose territory had been taken over.

What kind of young master's image, school grass temperament, all fuck, he yelled at Xiao Nan who had touched his man with all his strength.

Even, if possible, he wanted to beat the opponent to death.

But the man suddenly woke up.

Mo Ran shook his head and woke up from Xiao Nan's neck. When he raised his eyes, he saw Qiao Yun who was roaring with angry eyes.

"Wife..." Mo Ran looked at him in a daze, and he was sure it was Qiao Yun. He grinned and said, "My wife is here..."

He didn't know what happened just now, and he didn't know who he was relying on now. He just looked at Qiao Yun who was half awake and half blurred in front of him, pushed aside the pillars beside him, and said with a shy smile, "Wife, wife Hug, I want to hug..."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand towards Qiao Yun, and threw himself backwards.

"Fuck me." Qiao Yun cursed in a low voice, took the man and put his arms around his neck, "Be quiet, stand still and don't move."

"Oh." Mo Ran raised his head, and when he heard his wife's words, he immediately leaned down, stuffed his head into his wife's armpit, and stood obediently.

And Xiao Nan, whose mouth was bleeding from the beating, was stunned by the sharp turn of the painting, and his hands were trembling in his sleeves as he stood there.

He thought of the senior who was also drunk an hour ago, but his state and words were completely different from those in front of Qiao Yun now....

He even thought of the word "scroll" that his senior had said to him, and his whole body trembled even more.

It turns out that seniors can be not only cold and indifferent, but also soft and silly.

Xiao Nan didn't know this until now.

After being stunned for about three seconds, he closed his eyes tiredly, causing the fire in his eyes to go out in regret.

Later, he voluntarily left, not because of Qiao Yun's harsh words.

He was not afraid of Qiao Yun, because leaving was part of the plan.

When leaving, Xiao Nan didn't say a word, raised his hand quietly to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked past Qiao Yun with a cold sneer.

Qiao Yun, who was partly extinguished by the man's drunkenness, still had trouble breathing.

After entering the house, he threw the two drunk men into the bathtub.

Without taking off his clothes and pants, he turned the warm water to the maximum and flushed it against his head.

Mo Ran was very strange, he kept wiping the water from his face, and asked his wife, "What kind of game is this? Fresh? Where did you learn it from?"

"..."

Qiao Yun was so angry that he was speechless, he threw the shower handle, raised his hand and grabbed the man's chin, "Are you awake? Look at me, do I look like I want to play with you?"

Mo Ran was choked by the water just now, and said honestly, "Like, like playing violence and love, I feel like you're going to take off my clothes in a second."

"..." Qiao Yun became annoyed immediately, and threw the man away forcefully, "Forget it, I can't tell you, a drunkard."

He just wanted to leave the man in the bathtub to wake himself up, turn around and leave, but the man hugged his waist and dragged him into the bathtub like a chicken.

"Hey, are you still playing hard to get with your husband?" Mo Ran's mouth curved into a smirk.

It was Xie Mei's smirk, so Xie Mei that Qiao Yun wanted to punch him in the face.

"You fucking calm me down!" He yelled at the man, leaning on the man's arms and struggling.

However, the more he struggled, the more energetic the man became, "Little boy, don't think that you are the only one who knows how to play violence and love. My husband has also watched your game and learned a little secretly."

"..."

Qiao Yun felt like he had fucked a dog, and now he wanted to push the man's head into the water and drown him ten or eight times.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

The drunk Mo Ran's strength was so strong that Qiao Yun's white skin turned pink when he was a little bit too strong.The clothes and pants were taken off by the man in less than three rounds.

Who the hell is playing with whom! !

Qiao Yun became irritable, turned over and held down the man, and fell hard on the bathtub wall to death.

"I'm seriously warning you, young master, I'm not having any fun with you now. I'm very displeased with all your actions today. You'd better wake me up, otherwise, I'll tell you and your clothes to get out of this door." go."

Mo Ran was yelled into peace now, hugging his wife's waist without daring to move, just looking up at her.

Slowly asked: "...what's the matter with you, my wife?"

Qiao Yun's anger was momentary: ...

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "Give me a good bath now, and we'll talk slowly when we're done."

He pointed at the man with his index finger and warned him sternly.

But the man returned to normal in the next second, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "I made a mistake with my wife."

Hey guys, is this a few minutes in the water and you wake up?

Qiao Yun let go of the man, sat cross-legged in the bathtub and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Mo Ran replied: "Wine, I shouldn't taste every glass. I actually—"

Speaking of which, Mo Ran braced himself up, wanting to grab his wife, ready to move.

But Qiao Yun stopped him and said, "Don't move, just sit down for me and continue talking."

The force quickly bounced back to the original place, and Mo Ran leaned against the wall of the bathtub, drooping her head.

He went on to say: "I know you are angry, and you went back to Qiao's house, so I want to say, we agreed to go to try wine, so I went to Soho for a day to get drunk and got the wine that Gu Tian had mixed, and I was going to take it with you." I went to Qiao's house to find you with wine. I didn't know until I arrived that Gu Tian had mixed more than 30 kinds of wine, each of which was very beautiful."

"—Hey, Gu Tian said, 'Mo Ran, you can pick a few wines that Qiao Yun would like and let Qiao Yun taste them', then I thought, among the more than 30 kinds of wines, I must Only after trying them all did I know which one my wife likes, so I started to drink one by one, one by one."

Speaking of this, Mo Ran stopped dramatically.

He was actually still half awake and half drunk, shaking his head and not daring to look up at Qiao Yun.

Qiao Yun didn't have the time to spend so much time with him, "Continue, and then, get drunk?"

"Ah, yes." Mo Ran didn't dare to pause, and continued to explain, "I didn't know that Gu Tian's wines were all spirits, but the flavors I drank were similar to beverages, and they all tasted good. There are a few types that my wife will definitely like. Next time we go-"

"Get to the point!" Qiao Yun took a deep breath.

Mo Ran replied: "The point is, wine is strong wine, and when I drink more than 20 glasses, I can't hold it anymore."

"And then?" Qiao Yun asked, "How did you meet Xiao Nan? How did he take you away? Where have you been with him these few hours?"

After asking three times in a row, Mo Ran finally raised her head: "Honey, what are you talking about Xiao Nan? Why did he take me away? I was just drunk and asked Gu Tian to call you to pick me up? I didn't want to go anywhere? "

Qiao Yun immediately said: ...

What the heck!

The next day, Mo Ran woke up and couldn't see his wife, so he hurriedly called her.

He asked where his wife was.

His wife answered him: "Didn't you hear it? I'm listening to music."

Mo Ran suddenly choked up.

He tried hard to recall what happened last night, offended his wife and ran away again.

But the sporadic picture that comes to mind is that he apologized to his wife, but the wife refused to admit it, and finally——

"I'm sorry wife, I was wrong!!" Mo Ran was on the phone, and when he remembered, he slapped himself on the forehead.

How could he rape his wife while he was drunk.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Mo Ran said sorry ten times, "I didn't mean it, my husband was drunk and didn't know anything, I really didn't mean to force my wife like that, I really..."

"Get out." On the other side of the phone, Qiao Yun interrupted him word by word, "You god Mo is amazing, you can explain so clearly when you're drunk, I don't agree with your explanation, you just fuck me? "

Mo Ran's hand covering his forehead slid down to his eyes, he wanted to die.

"I'm sorry... my wife... I was wrong..."

Arriving at Airport B in City C, Liu Xing, who had been waiting for Qiao Yun for an hour, wrinkled his face just after applying the mask when he saw his brother.

"My brother, I haven't seen you this year. Your sense of time really hasn't improved at all."

Qiao Yun sat in the driver's seat, took off his sunglasses, tilted his head and smiled at Liu Xing: "Stop talking nonsense, let's talk in the car."

"Yes, Master Qiao is still Master Qiao, you are right in whatever you say." Liu Xing shook his head with a smile, and then got into the passenger seat.

And this morning, when Qiao Yun was tossed by Mo Ran all night and the area was in severe pain, he called Liu Xing.

One sentence: "Brother needs you now, you must fly back from City B immediately."

Then Liu Xing appeared in Qiao Yun's car.

"By the way, why are you calling me back in such a hurry, you didn't make it clear on the phone." Liu Xing asked Qiao Yun who was driving.

Qiao Yun took a deep breath, sighed, loosened his fingers on the steering wheel, and finally said: "Please come back and work for my master."

what! !

Liu Xing yelled: "You called me back just to work for your Moran?!"