Chapter 947: let him pick me up
Chapter 947 Let him pick me up
If Ye Chuyang is awake at this moment, it must be very clear that Ye Xiubai is angry at this moment.
And still very angry, especially angry.
But now Ye Chuyang is so drunk, how can he know what Ye Xiubai thinks.
but-
Ye Chuyang looked at the shadow that suddenly disappeared in front of her eyes, she squinted her eyes almost subconsciously, and then followed. The young man grabbed the man's arm with one hand, leaned forward and stared at him for a long time, and finally murmured, "It looks familiar."
Ye Xiubai: "...don't talk anymore."
A few more words, and he will probably be **** off.
It's just that there's really nothing to say with drunk people.
At this moment, after Ye Chuyang heard Ye Xiubai's words, he immediately blinked at the other party, and then asked in a very puzzled tone, "Why don't you let me speak?"
Ye Xiubai: "..." Why won't you speak? Don't you have a point in your own mind?
Ye Xiubai felt that in the future, he must never let this little brat of his family touch alcohol again.
After drinking, Ye Chuyang didn't have much problem, he just went crazy, but it was hard for him, who was still sober.
The man pinched his brows helplessly. At this moment, he didn't even want to investigate the fact that his little cub didn't even know him after drinking.
He just said, "Do you want to go home?"
"Well, I'm going home. Uncle is still waiting for me at home." The young man blinked, his drunken peach blossom eyes staring straight at the handsome man in front of him, as if he didn't notice it at all, before he said After saying those words, Ye Xiubai's eyes darkened a bit.
Ye Xiubai didn't really expect that his own cub's desire to survive was quite strong.
The sudden sentence asked was abrupt, and all the anger in his stomach was expelled.
It was probably because Ye Chuyang's words just now seemed too pleasant, so that Ye Xiubai was not in a hurry to bring this little guy home.
He pulled a chair from the side and sat down.
"Aren't you going to take me home? Why didn't you leave?" The young man looked at the man who moved neatly with a confused expression, looking very puzzled.
To this, Ye Xiubai just asked indifferently, "You don't even know who I am, and you asked me to take you home? Is that what your uncle taught you?"
Her uncle—
Oh, it's Ye Xiubai.
Ye Chuyang squinted his eyes after hearing the man's words, and then answered innocently, "My uncle never taught me these things."
Ye Xiubai: "..." Sure enough, it was because his brain was broken that he didn't pick up this little guy in time and take it away.
"Do you know my uncle?" Just when Ye Xiubai was silent, Ye Chuyang spoke again.
The boy's voice was tainted with a bit of boozy taste, with a bit of softness and magnetism.
"How about knowing? What about not knowing?"
Um…
Hearing this, the young man was silent for a few seconds, then stared at Ye Xiubai with a very serious and serious expression, and then said word by word, "If you know you, give him a call and ask him to pick me up, If you don't know him, then I'll call him, and you will ask him to pick me up."
Naobou Jiu Shao took the microphone: crooked, the other children have been picked up, when will you pick me up, uncle, hahahaha
(end of this chapter)