I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

The dinner was held in the school's leadership speech and deafening applause. Jiang Chen dragged his tiny body and walked to his seat in front of the Maybach S600. After he found out the key, he suddenly stopped.

Lying in the trough, how can I drive this wine?

This is troublesome.

Jiang Chen’s face showed a smile. Although his metabolic ability is superior to ordinary people, waking up is still fast, but it is not as good as the master of martial arts drama, forcing alcohol out of the body for a moment. The traffic police can not believe what "I am not drunk".

After holding the key and swearing for a moment, he finally sighed.

I took a phone call from my pocket and my finger slid across the screen, but my face was a bitter smile.

Day, who should I call?

Xia Shiyu just went back, and it seems that some people are not very good.

Liu Yao?

When I saw the name, Jiang Chen’s fingers were slightly stiff, and God pressed the ghosts down.

"Hey?" There was a slightly lazy female voice on the phone, which seemed to be about to fall asleep.

For a moment, Jiang Chen opened his mouth with a smile. "I."

"Jiang Chen?!" The phone immediately came with a happy voice.

"Is there a caller ID... Hey, where are you now?"

Kneeling on the bed, the pair of white legs swayed back and forth, Liu Yao's mouth slightly raised a smile, holding his chin and sighing: "At home, what's wrong? Think about me?"

This seems to be the first time Jiang Chen took the initiative to call her.

Silence for a moment, because I do not know how to answer, Jiang Chen somewhat ignorant of the problems behind.

“How far is your home from Wanghai University?”

Wen Yan, Liu Yao could not help but licked his mouth.

"Not far, the subway at the door is just two stops away."

"Cough. I drank some wine, can't drive the car... Or, come to pick me up? Just at the artificial lake of Wanghai University." Jiang Chen said with a thick face.

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The moonlight is clean and the lake is full of ripples. The breeze on the lakeside is light, the humming is sparse, and the rustling of the banyan trees. It is September, and the cool breeze seems to have begun to faintly bring a hint of autumn.

Feeling the slight coolness on the arm, Jiang Chen was on the guardrail of the marble statue, looking at the lake heart pavilion.

Speaking of it, when was the last time I passed by here?

Behind it is an English corner, a long bench and a green grass slope, which is a great place to read aloud.

Of course, it is also a place that is very suitable for show love, so students prefer to call it a lover slope.

"What are you looking at?"

"Daam." Jiang Chen turned and smiled on the guardrail. However, it was amazed by the appearance of Liu Yao.

Milky white dress and high-soled sandals, white and white...

"I don't know if you think you will be a new student." After returning to God, Jiang Chen said with a smile.

The raised mouth seemed to be with the smugness of a little girl, and the pretty face under the streetlight was quite a bit green.

...Is I drinking too much?

Jiang Chen licked his temple.

"That's not right. I just met a ‘schoolmaster’ on the road. I volunteered to send me a ride.” Liu Yao smiled and looked at Jiang Chen’s side face.

"Oh."

It seems that Jiang Chen’s plain reaction is very dissatisfied, and Liu Yao squints slightly.

"Don't you be jealous?"

Jiang Chen smiled and turned his head to the bright eyes like the lake.

The phrase "Why am I jealous?" was solidified in the throat.

"Maybe, a little bit."

Looking away from the beautiful face, he looked at the fluorescent lawn.

Liu Yao snorted and laughed, and the mouth that had been picked up became a bud.

"Later, I told him that I already had a boyfriend, and then he blushes and walks away."

Jiang Chen shrugged and smiled and said: "Where you are so direct, others have not said that you have to chase you."

"But that look is that people can't look at it except you."

Hearing words, he stunned and immediately fell silent.

However, this silence was quickly broken.

"Want to be my boyfriend?"

"...Speaking, are you deliberately dressed like this?" Jiang Chen suddenly opened the subject and asked with a smile.

The white dress, the unpainted face, and the blue sky like the summer night...

Liu Yao also did not answer, but got up from the leaning railing and stood on the gravel road gently.

The skirt was light, and she turned back and showed a chuckle.

"Like the girl who had watched the movie with you?"

Silence for a moment, perhaps because of the wine, Jiang Chen suddenly laughed.

"She is not a good person, do you learn her?" He laughed enough, and he also got up from the leaning bar, and then grinned.

"Like you imagined her?"

Jiang Chen stunned and asked after a long while: "Is there a difference?"

However, when I just exported, the answer has already flooded his heart.

The imaginary she seems to be pure and innocent, innocent and romantic. Although it was later understood, everything was fake, but he did like it once - the seemingly innocent Fang Yuanyuan.

Liu Yao smiled and looked at Jiang Chen. She didn't know the girl, but she faintly guessed what kind of person he had met. So she played a little smart, when she went out, she put on a long skirt of this student age.

"Like the travellers in the desert, singularly toward the country that does not exist." From the self-satisfaction, Jiang Chen looked at the pair of loving couples on the lawn.

"Hey, will you still write poetry?"

"No, it’s just a boring complaint from a boring person."

I don't know why, at this time, he actually missed Sun Jiao, the petite and chubby chick.

Perhaps this is why he fell in love with Sun Jiao?

The willfulness to dare to love and hate, the straightforwardness of everything written on the face, the naughty that I want to do when I think of "bad ideas". Although there is a trend like civilized people, Jiang Chen always wants to tell her. This is also a very good impulse, because such a girl is almost extinct in this world.

What is true here?

Suddenly, the soft plug blocked his lips, and he stared at the lightly closed eyes.

Lips.

Silence for a moment, Jiang Chen slowly opened.

"Can you ask me something?"

"Ok."

"When you leave the material aside, what do you like about me?"

If it is just money, there should be a lot of rich people.

Liu Yao suddenly smiled and said, "Maybe, it is because of respect."

That smile is beautiful and very helpless.

"This way."

Want to be respected because you are not respected?

After a pause, Jiang Chen asked thoughtfully.

"So, do you know why I accepted your invitation to vacation together?"

"Because regret?"

Jiang Chen slightly lowered his eyebrows, neither denied nor affirmed.

"...send me home."

Liu Yao’s expression was slightly lost, but she nodded with a smile.

"Ok."

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Leaning on the soft passenger seat, Jiang Chen took a breath and then reached out and pulled his sultry collar.

“Mingxing rich people villa housing group, the innermost building. Do you know the road?”

"There is GPS navigation." Liu Yao smiled a bit, she really had not been to any rich areas.

Jiang Chen heard nothing. Looking at Liu Yao opened the car GPS, and then set the destination, then closed his eyes and raised his eyes.

The car is running very smoothly. After Liu Yao drove the car out of the campus, he only mentioned a little speed. He opened his eyes and looked at the neon that flew out of the window with the light, suddenly asked with a random tone.

"How have you been?"

"Not good." Liu Yao held the steering wheel and muttered.

"Oh why?"

"Because someone promised that my movie has not been honored." The voice was quite resentful.

"Oh, how much?" Jiang Chen took a drink and smiled inadvertently.

laugh--!

The car suddenly stopped.

Liu Yao leaned on the side of the road, untied the seat belt, and looked at him from the side.

In that eyes, chewing is tears?

"What happened to you?" Jiang Chen smiled bitterly.

"In your eyes, am I just a watch?"

Jiang Chen stunned. He didn't expect it to be just a sentence. Her reaction was so fierce.

"Remember the lover lock at the end of the earth?"

The throat was moving slightly. He looked to one side and didn't know what to say. Of course he remembers, because he carved Chen Lele on it.

That pure and lovely girl, the character that only exists in the film and television works.

"Can't I be your Chen Lele?"

"But you are not-"

"I am."

The lips are again blocked by the soft touch.

The seat belt was untied, and he reached out and hugged the soft, hot body.

The wine is already awake, but people are more drunk.

It was already 10 o'clock in the middle of the night, and there were very few pedestrians on the street. The cars that passed by occasionally left a very unclear tail.

Maybach's sound insulation is very good, almost can not hear the outside sound, then the opposite, the sound inside is never possible. Through the lacquered ink glass, you can see the pedestrians who walked by the car occasionally, but from the outside, you can't see the inside of the car.

He hugged Liu Yao tightly, sniffing the intoxicating fragrance, listening to the repressed contempt, letting the sweaty drops of alcohol smell slipped.

Maybe alcohol is contagious?

It may also be contagious.

In short, I don't want to think about it anymore.

In this summer and autumn communication, the spring is continued in the car.