Huanxi Boy: Drunk Song Qian Came To The Door, I Was Numb

In Qiao Weidong's villa.

Xiao Meng curled up on the bed like a Persian cat.

phone screen.

Cao Ze sent a handsome photo.

For Cao Ze's angular facial features and handsome appearance.

Xiaomeng didn't have any doubts.

After all, she had seen it several times with her own eyes.

But!

See the golden ratio body made up of eight-pack abs, unicorn arms and pecs.

Xiaomeng obviously didn't believe it.

Because usually Cao Ze likes to wear loose clothes.

Xiaomeng really didn't see his good figure.

"Little handsome guy, don't send me pictures of P, it's boring."

Xiaomeng replied with a message.

"Auntie Xiaomeng, you are somewhat ignorant!"

"A celebrity once said that without investigation, there is no voice."

Cao Ze's reply came quickly.

It seems to be very uncomfortable, this kind of appearance of being questioned.

"If you want to prove, this is not your P's picture."

"It's also easy to handle. I'll send a video chat, you pick it up, and I'll watch it!"

Xiaomeng replied with a smile.

Anyway, I can't fall asleep when I'm idle, so I might as well have some fun and chat.

That is to say, I think Cao Ze is a bit interesting.

Otherwise, the current Xiaomeng would probably be drunk with a red wine bottle.

Cao Ze over there, seeing Xiaomeng's reply, immediately laughed angrily.

This aunt not only questioned her P picture, but also had a video call with herself.

but.

To prove himself, Cao Ze still replied.

"Okay, send it!"

Seeing his message, Xiaomeng smiled slightly.

Decided to expose Cao Ze's lies immediately.

soon.

The super handsome Cao Ze appeared on Xiaomeng's phone screen.

"Auntie Xiaomeng, good evening!"

"In order to prove that I am not lying, I only show you one look."

Cao Ze on the opposite side was wearing a loose T-shirt.

Smiling and waving hello to Xiaomeng.

A very polite big boy image.

"Hehe, that's it?"

Xiaomeng, who was wearing silk pajamas, spoke.

Cao Ze over there didn't speak, and pulled off the T-shirt.

Immediately!

The eight-pack of beautiful abdominal muscles, strong and powerful unicorn arms, and tight chest muscles are displayed one by one.

Can't help it.

The shark line, which is more difficult to train than the mermaid line, has a very three-dimensional visual impact.

I am a yoga instructor's little dream, and I know that it is difficult to exercise the shark line.

Not only do you need an ultra-low body fat percentage, but you also need to do some of the same movements repeatedly.

"Oh my god, how did you get your figure?"

Xiaomeng was simply astonished.

She had never seen such a perfect figure.

And Xiaomeng also found out.

The visually striking inverted triangle curve on Cao Ze's waist.

Isn't this the legendary male dog waist?

This was also practiced by him!

Xiaomeng, who is a yoga instructor, is originally a face control.

No wonder she was so excited.

On the opposite side of the video, Cao Ze put on the T-shirt again.

Xiaomeng immediately rolled her eyes.

This guy really did what he said, just let himself take a look.

"With this figure, do you still need to exercise?"

"Isn't it enough to have hands?"

Cao Ze over there seemed to be angry and said this on purpose.

Who made Xiaomeng not only tease herself just now, but also question herself.

Hearing his words, Xiaomeng's face was covered with black lines.

If it is enough to have hands, many people in the world have lost their arms.

With the sound of "beep beep".

Shocked, Xiaomeng found out that Cao Ze actually hung up the video call.

"This handsome boy is really interesting."

"I'm so beautiful, why don't you even want to look at me?"

That's what women are.

Look at her and say you are a hooligan.

Don't look at it like Cao Ze, and start to doubt his own charm again.

"Hoo hoo..."

The good figure just now has a strong visual impact.

Xiaomeng still feels a little dry and hot at the moment.

Picking up the water glass beside him, he drank a few sips of water one after another.

Afterwards, Xiaomeng hurriedly ran to the bathroom.

Scholarly Garden.

A301.

Song Qian, who was holding a mobile phone, had a wonderful expression on her face.

I wanted to send a message to Cao Ze, but I felt embarrassed.

You can't just ask him, did you get sick today?

It was as if he really wanted to save him!

Don't ask.

Song Qian always felt that her heart was empty.

Song Qian, who was holding a mobile phone, seemed to be looking forward to something in her heart.

Just when Song Qian hesitated.

I don't know if I should send a message to say hello.

Upstairs, A401.

After hanging up the video call, Cao Ze immediately turned on the silent mode.

Then lean back on the pillow and think.

"It seems that it is indeed a side effect of Wu Qinxi!"

"Then, should we continue to practice this method of health preservation?"

"If you don't practice, you won't be able to maintain a good figure, and you have to work hard on your own."

"But this practice has side effects!"

"Forget it, it depends on the situation in the future, anyway, ten minutes of practice is enough."

Cao Ze couldn't help muttering to himself when he saw that everything was going on as usual.

After thinking for a moment.

He didn't think about anything, and fell asleep directly.

downstairs.

Song Qian waited for a long time, but did not receive a call or message from Cao Ze for help.

Started tossing and turning.

"Could it be that Ozawa's illness has healed?"

"That's good, at least I don't need to help."

Although Song Qian thought so, she still felt empty in her heart.

suddenly.

A prestige alert sounded, and Song Qian quickly picked up her phone to take a look.

Suddenly, a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

It turned out that it was Tong Wenjie who sent the message, saying that she had arrived home safely.

After replying with a smiley face.

Song Qian couldn't help showing a wry smile on her face.

What are you waiting for?

the other side.

Xiaomeng, who had just come out of the bathroom, returned to the room.

Her face was still a little red, probably because the bath water was too hot.

Shortly after.

Qiao Weidong, reeking of alcohol, returned home.

"Old Joe, how much wine have you drunk?"

Seeing his appearance, Xiaomeng asked with a slight frown.

"Drink, Fangyuan, let's continue drinking..."

Qiao Weidong spoke intermittently.

"vomit..."

I saw him showing signs of vomiting.

Xiaomeng hurriedly supported Qiao Weidong to the bathroom.

really.

As soon as Qiao Weidong walked into the bathroom, he vomited on the toilet.

Xiaomeng pinched her nose, feeling nauseated.

When Qiao Weidong was about to vomit.

Xiaomeng resisted the discomfort and helped him wash up briefly.

Only then did Qiao Weidong, who was already drunk, be helped into the room.

"Qianer, Qianer, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

"Yingzi, Dad was wrong. If your mother and I hadn't divorced, you would..."

Qiao Weidong, who just got on the bed, began to mutter intermittently.

Xiaomeng frowned tightly, sitting on the side with an angry face.

They all say the truth after drinking.

In fact, Qiao Weidong had vomited several times before.

Otherwise, Xiaomeng wouldn't be able to go to Shuxiang Yayuan to rent a house.

And Qiao Weidong's actual performance.

It also proved that in his heart, he cared more about his ex-wife and daughter.

Because Xiaomeng mentioned many times that she wants to get married and have children.

But Qiao Weidong kept dragging her for various reasons.

After anger comes disappointment.

With Qiao Weidong, she could no longer see the future.

Xiaomeng picked up the pillow with a disappointed face, and came to another room.

"Little handsome guy, sister, I feel bad, can you chat with me?"

Although Xiaomeng also has colleagues and friends, she still sent a message to Cao Ze.

She thinks Cao Ze is an interesting big boy, and Xiaomeng just likes to chat with him.

For a long time, there was no message reply.

Xiaomeng guessed that this handsome guy was probably asleep.

Ever since.

Curled up on the bed, Xiaomeng slowly closed her eyes.

My heart is tired and I want to sleep.

the other side.

Tong Wenjie had just finished taking a shower when Fang Yuan came back.

Like Qiao Weidong, this guy was also drunk.

Tong Wenjie was so angry that she reprimanded him while changing into his pajamas.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, he finally put Fang Yuan on the bed.

Looking at Fangyuan, who was soundly asleep, Tong Wenjie felt depressed.

They have not done something happy for a long time.

Fang Yuan, who graduated from the 985 Law Department, is actually a very Buddhist person.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have worked in the same company for nearly twenty years.

Back then Tong Wenjie thought it was pretty good, at least very stable.

But it was later discovered that Fang Yuan was not self-motivated.

I don't know, as I grow older.

Fangyuan is not aggressive in other aspects.

Tong Wenjie is now nearly forty, which is a very embarrassing age.

At the same time as a wolf and a tiger, Fang Yuan is a little sheep.

Tong Wenjie was depressed for a while, and turned her head away angrily.

Thinking about what Song Qian said this afternoon, she couldn't help feeling envious.

According to Song Qian, she was actually quite scared.

In a daze.

Tong Wenjie who thought too much also fell into a deep sleep.

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