Classmate, You Don't Want Your Boyfriend To Know, Do You?

He took Chen Xuelan directly into his arms, and then hugged her tightly, but did not say anything, just gently rubbed her back.

Women will lie to themselves more than men, whether they are girls, young women,, loli, royal sisters, or Wen Qing. As long as she likes you, not only does she like you in everything, she will also become what you like.

Chen Xuelan was suddenly hugged in her arms by Chen Huan, who had always been close to her, and after only a moment of surprise, her heart was filled with joy, and she even wondered if today's dress was the style that this little wrongdoer liked, or whether he liked strong women at work, and forgot that she was ten years older than Chen Huan.

"Okay, you go get busy, it's been out for a week, and I have to go back to school after another night."

Chen Huan let go of the reluctant little young woman and did not provoke her further. He knew very well how to deal with Chen Xuelan, a strong and fragile strong woman, the little widow, and the more he hung her, the more addicted she became.

After all, the nightlife of Feicheng is far more colorful than ordinary prefecture-level cities like Pengcheng. Chen Huan took the "soft rice money" given by Chen Xuelan comfortably, opened a booth in the largest bar in Feicheng, and drank it alone. In 2012, there were already a lot of girls who rubbed cards, even if Chen Huan looked fierce and vicious, there were still endless girls in cool clothes who came to talk to each other, but he was alone from beginning to end.

"This dog day rebirth is really interesting!"

Chen Huan hated drinking in his previous life, and the amount of alcohol was poor, even if he started business later and had to contact the entertainment, he still vomited after drinking, and he had no good impression of a place like a bar. However, the physical condition in this life seems to be completely opposite to the previous life, and he is only slightly drunk after two bottles of foreign wine every night this week, and his brain is still very flexible.

Chen Huan was really annoyed by the endless stream of little bees, and threw down the tip and escaped from the already hilarious field. The physical conditions are diametrically opposite, but the preferences are still the same, he just wants to come here to drink and numb his empty self, or is he extremely repulsed to become the dance of demons he has always hated the most, and indulge himself in this nightclub where demons and monsters are rampant.

Feeling the faint sense of alcohol in his head, Chen Huan now felt very good, and did not take a taxi back to the hotel, but continued to swing.

Feicheng is located in the Yangtze River basin, and the city is cut by several long-term tributaries. Although it was the end of November, the chill of the night became heavier, but Chen Huan, who had a strong body, did not feel cold at all, and sang loudly along the longest and largest Nanhe River in Feicheng.

"You pushed open the door, waving your youth, it's

a person," "He closed the door and was scarred again, and he was a person..." Chen

Huan's voice was hoarse before stopping on the bank of the river, and the tall man of one meter ninety-five squatted on the ground, but cried, his voice was like a small beast.

A person once had everything, but in a blink of an eye, everything he had dissipated like smoke, and Chen Huan couldn't suppress his emotions a little.

"Squeak... Bang! A harsh sound of tires scratching the ground interrupted Chen Huan's melancholy, and before he could wipe away the tears on his face, he was stunned to see an open-top sports car driving straight towards the South River behind him, and the abundant horsepower directly broke through the riverside guardrail and flew into the river, making an earth-shattering sound of falling water.

"How much do you have to drink?" It is worthy of Chen Huan, at this time there is still energy to complain, but then took out his mobile phone wallet and threw it on the ground, and jumped into the water without the slightest hesitation.

The old man of the dog day was a dry duck in his last life, a little deeper, the bathhouse was dizzy, and the paralyzed thief God did not give me the opposite reflection as always, then reopen!

"Bang!"

The second sound of falling water sounded, other pedestrians driving on this road realized what happened, the alarm of the alarm, the call of 120 called 120, of course, more stop on the shore took out the mobile phone to take a video and send Weibo, this society is always Gao An such a fool less, see the lively is not too much.

Chen Huan did not reopen successfully, there were many dishes in the previous life, and how good the water nature was in this life. Fortunately, this is a branch of the South River that is not wide and deep, and the drowning person is also driving an open-top sports car, Chen Huan swam to the point where the sports car fell into the water just now, took a deep breath and plunged down, swam to the side of the sports car, cautiously approached the sports car, grabbed the driver's shoulder with his left hand, groped to open the seat belt with his right hand, pulled the female driver who had passed out, held her slender waist, and took her to swim back.

"Good! This big brother is such a hero!

"Sure enough, people can't look good, this brother is a good man!"

Stopped on the side of the road to see the lively car lights have illuminated the riverbank as if it were daytime, and the onlookers couldn't help but gasp after seeing the appearance of the rescue hero, sighing that the real person is not to look. However, after waiting for the onlookers to see the appearance of the rescued woman, many men who were good at swimming regretfully patted their thighs, sighing how they were not so brave just now.

Although the woman who fell into the water was unconscious and pale, her whole body was wet and extremely embarrassed, but her tall and perfect figure was even more prominent, with a willow waist and a grasp, but the front and back were not exaggerated.

The pale face made the perfect face that could be called the sinking fish falling goose closed the moon and shy flower a little more weak, so that all the men couldn't wait to help warm her.

However, what happened next made the onlookers even more jealous and mad, and the word beast almost blurted out. In their eyes, the villain-like strong man did CPR, squeezed and kneaded wildly, and kissed the cherry little mouth, all automatically ignoring the woman's hands and feet began to move gradually.

When Song Shushuang woke up, what came into view was a big face that could be called fierce and vicious, but not only was she not frightened, but she also felt extremely kind, and the moment she just fell into the water, she woke up from tonight's wine, knowing that it was this man who pulled her out of the dark abyss that was already desperate.

She wanted to know the name of Engong, but she couldn't open her mouth, and she could only get the power to ignite life little by little from the life-saving oxygen that came out of the man's mouth.

She finally opened her eyes and looked at the man with a smile on his face who didn't know whether it was water or sweat, obviously looking like a villain, but more innocent than an angel.

"Wake up, wake up!"

"It's really saved, it's not taking advantage!"

"Bah, I can also breathe, I'm still a surgeon!"

Noisy comments filled Song Pushang's ears, and there were actually more cold words of envy and jealousy for Engong than sighs congratulating a life saved. Before Song Shushuang asked Engong's name, she felt dark in front of her, and the whole world closed the door to her again.

The woman closed her eyes again, but the weak but firm breathing made Chen Huan breathe a sigh of relief. He picked up his mobile phone, hugged the woman, got into the car of the only big brother among the onlookers who had undressed and was ready to go down the river to save people, and drove to the hospital.

Her cold body was surrounded by an equally moist embrace, and the man's arms were not as hot as the sun, but like a tenacious torch in the harsh winter, continuing to firmly exude a faint warmth, little by little driving away the chill in her weak body, making her feel as if she had returned to the bed in the rainy night, drowsy.

"No, I haven't asked him what his name is. Open your eyes, Song Pushhuang, as long as you know what his name is, you will definitely be able to find him again..." Song Pushhuang

did not speak after all, and the strong sleepy thoughts completely overwhelmed her. Before she lost consciousness again, she seemed to hear Engong muttering in a low voice:

"Lying groove, I took the protagonist script in this life, hero saves beauty?!"

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