Then I saw the girl gently and carefully holding the boy into the car.
The driver who silently witnessed the whole journey:
The love of young people is really unique.
But why do you feel a little sweet?
After closing the door, the driver asked Shen Wanqing's address and drove off.
Along the way, the driver always couldn't help peeping through the rearview mirror.
When he glanced again, suddenly Shen Wanqing's cold voice came.
"Drive seriously. I don't want to die with my boyfriend now."
As soon as the driver froze, he immediately sat down and drove seriously.
After a few minutes, the driver was still curious and asked, "is this boy your boyfriend?"
"Yes."
The driver glanced at Yan Zhiqiu, who was drunk and rested on Shen Wanqing's shoulder, and immediately understood.
"It's your boyfriend who drank with his friend and got drunk. He asked you to come and help bring it home, didn't he?"
Shen Wanqing raised his eyebrows, "almost."
But it's not drunk with friends, it's her
Shen Wanqing's eyes are narrow, cunning and lazy.
She got drunk on purpose.
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After getting off the bus, Shen Wanqing picked up the sleeping boy and went home.
By the time I got home, the lights in the house had stopped. Mother Shen and father Shen should have fallen asleep.
Entering the room, Shen Wanqing tutted while looking at the sleeping boy.
It's different from what she thought!
The boy slept too heavily.
A glass of beer poured out and slept soundly.
But fortunately
Shen Wanqing leaned over and sniffed.
But fortunately, he didn't smell of the alcohol, probably because he didn't drink much beer.
Shen Wanqing stood up and smelled the wine on his body. It was a little thick.
She frowned and helped Yan Zhiqiu cover the quilt. Then she took a pajama from the wardrobe to take a bath in the bathroom.
Half an hour later, the cold water in the bathroom stopped.
Shen Wanqing came out of the bathroom.
She turned off the light in the room and walked to the bed.
I was about to open the quilt and lie in, but I found that the boy who had been sleeping in bed had sat up and half opened his eyes and looked at her vaguely.
Shen Wanqing was stunned. Then he calmly lay next to him and said, "what's the matter?"
The confused boy tilted his head and seemed to be puzzled, "Qingqing?"
"Huh?" she snorted.
"Qingqing?"
"Yes."
"Qingqing?"
"Yes."
"Qingqing ~"
"Yes."
Yan Zhiqiu's cool and beautiful eyes curved with a smile and suddenly hugged Shen Wanqing.
Gently rubbed, the tone was soft and sticky, "Qingqing ~"
Shen Wanqing rubbed the boy's curly black hair, "HMM."
The boy looked up, qinglingling's eyes fell on the girl's red lips, and leaned over to kiss.
Satiety and Humanity: "happy autumn."
Looking at Yan Zhiqiu, who was very honest because he was drunk, Shen Wanqing chuckled at the corners of his mouth.
She said lazily, "I know."
"What about Qingqing?" Yan Zhiqiu asked with bright eyes.
Hearing the speech, the girl's eyes and tail are provocative, and her eyebrows and eyes are charming.
"I like you."
Qing Jun's good-looking young man bent his eyes with joy and didn't have the appearance of calm and rigorous guidance on the river on the field.
"Qiuqiu is also... I like Qingqing very much..." he held her, put his jaw against her head and whispered gently.
His beautiful eyes floated a trace of dense and misty, and his words breathed gently, with a light aroma of wine.
It should be drunk, drunk and unconscious.