Ou Xiangbei slowly pushed Zhou Chuyu away, put his hands into the pocket of his maroon woolen coat, and quickly walked to the black Buick business car...

"Isn't this the very long car of Su Qingcheng? Why are you driving his car?" Ou Xiangbei raised his eyebrows and kicked the wheels with his feet wearing black leather boots a few times.

Not to mention, it’s really good to kick this tire as Su Qingcheng!

"Didi..." The car immediately sounded a sirens.

"It's fine if the number of passengers and trains, but the number of alarms in this car is still so much!" Ou Xiangbei said sourly, like a child, carrying innocent tires one after another.

Looking at him, Zhou Chuyu looked dark.

It seems that the car's sirens are almost the same... There is no good or bad difference-.-

Zhou Chuyu quickly walked to him.

Her long hair was blown up by the wind, making her nose slightly red.

His depressed look and his sour tone made Zhou Chuyu feel happy.

A pair of eyes showed a hint of joy.

But he looked at him half-jokingly and said, "We have a close relationship. He is my Lan Yan. What's wrong with me driving his car? Stop kicking it, it's noisy."

Intimate...! Lan Yan...!

These two words aggravate Ou Xiangbei's displeasure.

The movement of kicking and hitting the tire suddenly stopped.

After standing firmly, he turned his body, looked at Zhou Chuyu, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Wife, how can you have a blue face?! This is not possible! What should I do if he is blue and green?!"

"Go to you! I'll allow you to have a beautiful woman, so I won't let me have a blue woman!" Zhou Chuyu smiled slightly, and his pink fist fell on Ou Xiangbei's chest regardless of lightness or weight.

"I don't have a beauty. I'm so honest and honest, how can I have a beauty? I don't have a beauty!" At this point, a signature smile came up on the corner of his mouth.

Honestly, **she...

These words have nothing to do with him, right? The sky thunder rolls around...

Zhou Chuyu looked dark again.

Suddenly she thought of something, she stretched out her hand, patted her forehead hard and said, "Look at me. What kind of memory is this!"

Then, she quickly took out his cell phone in Ou Xiangbei's pocket and called Liang Yi directly.

As soon as the phone was called, Zhou Chuyu directly pointed to the other end of the phone and said, "By the way, Liang Yi, don't tell her about Vivi being poisoned, and don't tell Su Qingcheng."

"Sister Chu Yu, I know if you don't say it, just that parrot... If my sister-in-law knows the personality, I will definitely force my brother to divorce..." On the other end of the phone, Liang Yi braked steadily, parked the car at the hospital door, glanced at Su Qingcheng beside her and said.

"Well... well, that's it, let's do it first." After that, Zhou Chuyu hung up the phone and put the phone back into Ou Xiang's north pocket.

"What's going on? How could they know?" Ou Xiangbei asked in confusion.

"Vivi insisted on letting Liang Yi kill Sun Xiaoran today. Liang Yi's boy heard her and ran out of the ward with a fruit knife. I didn't stop him and asked him to drive away. He happened to meet Qingcheng while waiting for a taxi on the side of the road, so he took me to Dream Garden. Fortunately, we went in time, otherwise Sun Xiaoran would have died." Zhou Chuyu said.

Thinking of that scene, Zhou Chuyu's heartbeat was still accelerating now. If they were one step late at that time, then Sun Xiaoran...

"Oh? That guy Liang Yi has that side? It's a pity that I didn't see it." Ou Xiangbei raised his eyebrows again and said with a smile.

Looking at him, Zhou Chuyu tiptoed, and his slightly cool hands pulled his red-cold ears and said, "Okay, don't stand here and you'll freeze to death. Let's go home to cook."

"What one should I do before cooking?" As he said that, he stretched out his long arms and easily embraced her in his arms. His lips with a smile slowly approached her.

"I want to fly higher~~~Fly higher~~~"

As soon as my tongue was about to drive straight into my arms, the phone in my pocket began to ring restlessly.

Zhou Chuyu pushed him away awkwardly and said, "Phone..."

Ou Xiangbei flattened his mouth, sighed and picked up the phone impatiently.

His eyes were staring at Zhou Chuyu's slightly red face. Without looking at who it was, he roared directly at the other end of the phone: "Damn, who are these? I have to call when I was kissed."

"I am Chen Yi. I said I would come here before, but I still counted? Do you want to come here if I have time tonight?"

The sound from the other side of the phone came to my ears, and Zhou Chuyu clearly heard the content on the phone, his eyes darkened, but he didn't say anything.

Ou Xiangbei looked at Zhou Chuyu guiltily and said to the other end of the phone: "Damn, I made the wrong call!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

"Make the wrong call, call the wrong call." After putting the phone back into his pocket, Ou Xiangbei scratched his hair with a dry smile, and looked carefully at Zhou Chuyu's seemingly calm face.

Zhou Chuyu glanced at him meaningfully, then turned around and entered the door.

Just now, she clearly heard the word Chen Yi.

She is not unfamiliar with this name, because she had read his text message to Ou Xiangbei before.

Ou Xiangbei, who had been with whom for more than a week, this time he had left this woman with him for three months.

A layer of anxiety surged in her heart.

Ou Xiangbei's confrontation with Chen Yi seemed to be different from those women before.

"Wife, what's wrong with these people? You always call the wrong phone number if you're fine." He followed her and explained, obviously there was a hint of stealing the bell.

At the inner door, Zhou Chuyu took out the key and opened the door.

She didn't even look at Ou Xiangbei, but changed into slippers, walked over the living room, and walked into the kitchen.

Looking at Zhou Chuyu's back, Ou Xiangbei shrugged, quickly changed into slippers, and followed into the kitchen.

At this moment, Zhou Chuyu was washing his hands in front of the kitchen sink. Through the mirror that could be seen by the light, Ou Xiangbei took his cold and dim face in his eyes.

He knew that she might be angry.

So, he strode behind her, stretched out his hand, hugged her from behind, pressed her chin against her neck, and said coquettishly: "Wife..."

The faint fragrance on her body came to her nose, which made him feel at ease.

The women outside were like strong alcohol with drugs to him.

But Zhou Chuyu was like a glass of warm milk to him. Although it was not as exciting as the spirits, it was an indispensable habit in his life.

After washing his hands, Zhou Chuyu wiped his hands, raised his head and looked at him through the mirror, and said, "Okay, I'm not angry. You go out. The kitchen is not a place for men to stay."

"Wife, you are so nice..."

“To the north…”

"Um?"
Chapter completed!