"you!"

"Compared with you now, it seems that Miaoyu is closer to me? One is a long-time close friend, and the other is her unfaithful ex-boyfriend who left her behind."

"Yao Jinglan!" roared, Shan Feiye's eyes were cold, "Don't go too far!"

Yao Jinglan was not afraid, so he stepped forward and said to Zhou Miaoyu: "Miaoyu, see who he is. Do you really want to follow him?"

Zhou Miaoyu frowned. After hearing his words, she looked up at Shan Feiye.

This handsome face, the person she has loved for more than 20 years.

"False Ye."

"Xiao Guai, it's me, we..."

"We broke up, aren't we?" Zhou Miaoyu finished speaking and pushed Shan Feiye away, "Why are you holding me?"

Shan Feiye laughed, laughing jokingly.

Bent over, he said, "You can even get out of bed after breaking up, what's the point of a hug?"

Zhou Miaoyu's face changed slightly, and he clasped his hands tightly on his side, "Get out."

"Well, I'll get out, you can follow your Lan Yan, right?"

"You don't have to worry about it."

"I'll tell you, Zhou Xiaoguai!" He suddenly grabbed Zhou Miaoyu's wrist and Dan Feiye said word by word: "Don't say this to me again! I don't care about you, you'll go to heaven!"

What's the point of asking for a drunk person? Just take it away!

He bent over and wrapped his arms around her legs. With a force, she exclaimed softly, and he carried it onto his shoulders.

"Shan Feiye!"

My head was congested and I vomited out the wine I drank.

"Let me down! Bastard!"

"If you know I'm a bastard, be honest!"

Looking at Yao Jinglan, he said in a deep voice: "Stop challenging my patience, I'm enduring you!"

With eyes facing each other, Yao Jinglan was worried about something and clenched his fists secretly, but did not follow him.

Shan Feiye carried Zhou Miaoyu all the way out of the bar.

Throw her into the co-pilot of the silver-white Cayenne, he leaned against the side of the car and sucked two cigarettes.

Zhou Miaoyu was familiar with the experience and found mineral water. He drank half a bottle of "Gudong Gudong" and leaned against the passenger seat and gasped gently.

After smoking two cigarettes, Shan Feiye bent over and stomped on the car door and looked at the little woman in the car, "Are you dead?"

Zhou Miaoyu closed his eyes, turned sideways, raised his legs, and kicked him in his handsome face.

"Hey!" exclaimed, Shan Feiye grabbed her slender ankle, "How come?"

Zhou Miaoyu struggled to retract his legs and shrank his body, "Send me home, I'm talking about my home!"

"Your home is mine."

Opening her eyes, she looked at him.

At this time, her eyes were very clear, which made Shan Feiye wonder, was she really drunk?

"Why say this? If you still want to get beaten up, my dad and my brother have a mixed doubles, just say that my home is yours."

Shrugged, Shan Feiye admitted defeat.

One of these two people, he could only barely tie the game, and the other he didn't dare to fight back at all. If he went there, he would definitely be beaten up.

After starting the car, he sent Zhou Miaoyu back to Zhou's house.

The car was parked at the door of the Zhou family villa, and Zhou Miaoyu, who was co-pilot, fell asleep.

The nose wings are gently opened and closed, and the eyelashes cast a circle of shadows under the eyelids, making the sleeping face incredibly cute.

Who can associate this girl with the resolute Director Zhou who got married with Meng?

Lowering the seat, he lay on his side, looking at her sleeping face for a long time.

When Mo Ziyan came back from running, he saw a silver-white cayenne parked at his door.

Because Zhou Miaoyu is such a car, he didn't look at the license plate number and thought it was his second sister.

"Second Sister!" Mo Ziyan ran forward, bent over and looked into the car, stunned.

It’s right that the person in the co-pilot is his second sister, isn’t it just Brother Ye in the driver’s seat?

Gritting his teeth, he slapped the car window vigorously regardless of Dan Feiye's silence.

"Second sister! Second sister!"

Zhou Miaoyu woke up and turned around and was startled.

Mo Ziyan's face was pressed against the car window.

"Damn!" She lowered her curse and opened the car door.

Holding Zhou Miaoyu, who was still shaking his feet, Mo Ziyan stared at Dan Feiye who was pushing open the door and getting out of the car.

“Hi, dumplings.”

Mo Ziyan gritted his teeth and hugged Zhou Miaoyu in his arms, "What are you doing here? You are not welcome here!"

"dumpling……"

"Go away!"

With his hands spread out, Dan Feiye had to prepare to get on the bus again.

"What are you doing?" Mo Ziyan glared at him, "This is my second sister's car, you are not allowed to drive away!"

"This is, this is my car." Shan Feiye explained helplessly, "Look at the license plate..."

"I don't know my second sister's car yet! Go away quickly! Stay the car!"

"Duillet, can you make some sense? This is mine..."

"Don't leave, right?" Mo Ziyan sneered, "Okay, then I'll call out my dad and my brother and tell you the truth?"

Is this the little dumpling that Brother Feiye called after him all day long?

When did you become so scoundrel?

How long does it take for him to get on the taxi if he goes down here?

"Xiao Guai."

"Duozi, I'm dizzy." Zhou Miaoyu said softly, which made people feel distressed.

Mo Ziyan picked her up and stared at Shan Feiye, "Don't drive away! You can leave quickly! Otherwise I'll call someone!"

"No! No!" I was afraid of him, and this sibling was enough.

Shan Feiye closed the car door, put one hand in his pocket, looked at Zhou Miaoyu, "Give her some hangover soup."

"Don't worry, I know how to take care of my sister!"

Shrugged, Shan Feiye walked away.

Seeing that he had walked away, Mo Ziyan came over and pulled out the car keys.

Looking at the car, he muttered in a low voice: "This is obviously my sister's car."

In his arms, Zhou Miaoyu gently curled the corners of his lips.

Her silly brother can sometimes do some good things.

"What's wrong with Xiao Guai?"

Seeing Mo Ziyan coming in with Zhou Miaoyu in, Zhou Yanchen immediately stood up from the sofa and greeted him.

"I'm fine." Zhou Miaoyu raised his head and said, "Duozi, put me down."

Mo Ziyan put her on the ground, but she staggered for a moment.

Zhou Yanchen quickly held her and touched her face, "Have you drunk?"

"Well, a little bit." Zhou Miaoyu said with a smile.

"Quanzi, take her to rest." Zhou Yao said in a deep voice.

Mo Ziyan nodded, half-supported Zhou Miaoyu and went upstairs.

"What happened to Fei Ye?" Mo Xiran looked upstairs and said worriedly.

Zhou Yao looked at her, then looked at Zhou Yanchen, "I'll deal with it."

"You won't want to hit someone again, are you?" Gao Xing held Zhou Yao's arm and asked softly.

Zhou Yao patted the back of her hand and said nothing.

When he pushed the door open, Mo Xiran walked to the bed with the soup.
To be continued...