MTL - Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin-Chapter 12 The Counterattack of Genius Cannon fodder (12)

After having dinner with Su Xiulun, and getting back the phone from Cheng Jian, Chi Xiaochi found that there were more than 20 missed calls on top.

Cheng Jian apparently didn't plan to explain it well. He drove the car to his home and threw the pot away: "Your phone is broken."

Chi Xiaochi was sweating anxiously, and my heart said that I believed in your evil.

He told 061: "Intercept my cell phone signal."

061: "...?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Do it."

061: "Hmm."

Cheng Jian saw that his brother had called six or seven times, but no one answered, and he was holding his cell phone and sending a text message. The unknown fire suddenly started: "He dare not answer your call?"

Chi Xiaochi thought, Mr. Cheng, your double standard is a bit too much.

He stared sadly at Cheng Jian.

After Cheng Jianhua exited, he thought of who was responsible for the trouble. Then he saw his brother's listless eyes, his heart was soft, and his voice softened a lot: "Chengchengcheng, I will take you upstairs later, call and talk to Yang Baihua explained, let's do it. "

Chi Koike took his feet and flicked on the woolen mat.

In the afternoon the sun was a little dazzling, making his white complexion more transparent, and the eyelashes were golden.

Cheng Jianmei moved.

He thought of his brilliance in front of the piano today. In those ten minutes, he did feel unprecedented pride.

But when eating, Cheng Jian kept thinking, who was always timid and timid, Cheng Xun gathered up the courage to sit in front of the piano for whom.

If Chi Xiaochi knew what Cheng Jian was thinking, he would surely pat him on the shoulder and say, "Brother, don't think too much. I'm to make the surname Yang not worth your brother."

He lifted his head and pulled Lala Cheng's clothes: "Brother, driving sunglasses, the sun is dazzling."

Cheng Jian took out the sunglasses from the sunglasses box in the car and put them on: "Oh, there is me in my eyes."

Cheng Ye smiled more ugly than crying, and then Cheng Cheng smiled uncomfortably.

The car drove for a while, not far from the neighborhood. Cheng Jian said, "Think about what to eat at night, and I'll take you there."

Cheng Yan did not answer, his eyes stared straight ahead.

Cheng Jian also saw the man who made his brother mute--

Yang Baihua stood at the entrance of Ximen, wearing a heavy down jacket, his face was extremely gloomy.

The west gate is the closest to Cheng Jian Apartment. If Cheng Yi wants to get in and out, it is the most convenient from here.

Cheng Jian's eyes were cold, and he wanted to drive directly.

Cheng Yan quickly grabbed Cheng Jian and whispered: "... brother."

After hearing his brother's prayers, Cheng Jian's face was smooth, but he slowly stepped on the brakes.

Cheng Zheng twisted his corner of his clothes with strength: "Brother, don't you get out of the car, okay .... you meet to fight."

Cheng Jian sneered: "I think he came to fight with you."

Cheng Yan begged softly, "Please, brother."

Cheng gradually swaggered, but did not move anymore, leaning on the driver's seat with his arms folded.

In the event of an amnesty, Cheng Yi quickly unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car. He ran towards Yang Baihua and rejoiced, "Lao Yang!"

Yang Baihua did not answer, his face was heavy.

Cheng Min shrank his neck slightly, and plucked his hand flatly: "Lao Yang, I didn't mean to not answer the phone .... I have good news for you."

Yang Baihua patted his hand away, making a loud noise.

Opening a window slit silently, Cheng Jianwen heard, his face suddenly changed.

Cheng Ye never received such treatment. He stared blankly at Yang Baihua, and looked at the back of his hands that were red. With a sore nose, he still kept catching his hand. I've been very busy these days. I don't have time to take care of you, and I'm afraid to contact you and be found by your parents. Are your parents gone? Are they having fun these days?

Yang Baihua crossed his shoulder and saw a Bentley.

The man in the driver's seat couldn't see his face wearing sunglasses that covered half of his face.

... is that surnamed Lou?

Yang Baihua sneered and looked at Cheng Yan: "I think you are having a good time. I'm afraid I don't even remember where the door opened."

Cheng Ye was dazed: "... eh?"

Before Cheng Yi showed such an expression, Yang Baihua couldn't help but want to pinch his face, but now he only has a full-feeling aversion, suppressing a few days of emotional flood-like strokes, hitting his head and covering his face.

Yang Baihua smiled without anger: "Cheng Ye, do you know how much I paid for you?"

Cheng Yi.

"My parents have come these days. I ca n’t eat well or sleep well. I have been thinking about how to tell them about our two things. My family is my son. I am the only hope for my family. Being with you means that Do you know what? It means that our Yang family is going to die! What about you? There is at least one Cheng Jian in your family? Do you know how much my psychological pressure is? Have you ever been considerate ?! "

Cheng Yan reddened his eyes: "I have it. I never forced you to admit to your parents that our relationship ..."

"You didn't force it, I was forcing myself." Yang Baihua smirked. "I have no foundation. I can easily stand on my feet in this city and I don't deserve you. But I have tried my best to treat you. The second half of the semester When you have a fever, call and tell me that you are uncomfortable, and want to drink lotus seed porridge. I ran three vegetable markets in winter to buy it for you. I cooked it for you and sent it to the bedroom. When you were a senior, you were free I often ask me to play with you. As long as I can squeeze out time, which time have I not been with you? In the past six months, you have no job, no income, and kept cooking and cleaning at home. I have accused you even once ?"

Cheng Yan trembled: "... Lao Yang, what's wrong with you. Why suddenly ..."

Yang Baihua asked: "What's going on with Lou Ying?"

Cheng Yi glanced and glanced unconsciously in the direction of Bentley: "My friend, he borrowed my house to live ..."

This glance made Yang Baihua's unwillingness and resentment accumulate these days.

As soon as he faded from his gentle appearance, he bitterly said, "He didn't borrow something else for you?"

Cheng Ye's face changed greatly: "Yang Baihua!"

Yang Baihua's mentality is unbalanced, and he is chasing after him: "You should compare me with him next time, right? Is there anyone who can satisfy you better than anyone?"

Cheng Yan's tears flowed: "Yang Baihua, don't say it ... don't say it again."

Cheng Yi's response made Yang Baihua think that he was not guessing: "After comparison, I think I'm boring, right? I am poor, I have a poor background, and I don't understand your music."

Cheng Yan shook his head with a trembling: "You are too much ... if I dislike you, how could I be with you in the first place?"

Cheng Jian didn't hold back and sweared.

This silly.

He pushed the door with the momentum of the dump door, strode down, and took off his sunglasses.

Seeing the anger rushing down from Bentley, Yang Baihua, who had just finished his addiction, almost choked into his throat.

... how is Cheng Jian in the car?

Cheng Jian didn't play those twists and turns with Yang Baihua, and he came up with a punch.

Cheng Yi was shocked: "Brother!"

He reached for Cheng Jian's suit, like a little chicken hiding behind an old hen, but he didn't manage to control Cheng Jian's hands and feet.

Taking advantage of the gap, Yang Baihua slapped him again, a little slap.

Cheng Jian pointed at his nose and yelled: "What you like about my brother is a pile of pieces. I remember it very clearly, junior and senior, have time and place, you **** made a memo and turned three times a day. Anyway? Then how good is my brother for you, or should I help you calculate it? "

Cheng Yan burst into tears: "Brother."

Yang Baihua suddenly felt as if he had made a mistake, and glanced at Cheng Cheng with a flustered glance.

Cheng Jian took a sip: "My brother's staying in my house has prevented you from doing anything. For you so much nonsense, I have the ability to buy one for him."

Yang Baihua became even more flustered: "... Cheng Ye? Aren't you saying this is Lou Ying's house?"

"What Lou Ying?" Cheng Jian said with a sideways hand: "Don't catch my brother Xi Weifeng. If in doubt, check it yourself. Check if the head of the household here is Cheng or Lou."

"It's me, I lied ..." Cheng Cheng said in a crying voice behind Cheng Jian, "I dare not say that my brother borrowed my house. I can only say that he borrowed a friend's house ..."

Yang Baihua was incredible: "... why do you lie?"

Cheng Yi said with a quivering voice: "I use the car of the eldest brother, you are not happy, and said that my brother interfered in my life. If I talk about his temporary stay at home, would you agree?"

Yang Baihua's face turned white: "Well ... who was the person I saw that day?"

Cheng Ye could not stand anymore, leaned on Cheng Jian, and whispered, "... He is Lou Ying, my friend. After returning home, he did not take the home key, and there was no one at home, so I let him in The house is temporarily closed and there is a jet lag. "

Cheng gradually dropped half of his face: "When will it happen?"

Cheng Ye's eyes lost all his glory: "The day I delivered you the meal .... I will accept my friends without your consent and dare not mention them to you."

Cheng Jian has never mixed up with his brother's circle of friends. Naturally, he doesn't know who Lou's friends are: "I said how did the tea set move when I went to see you at night."

Yang Baihua suddenly said: "But Lou Yingming said ..."

Cheng Yan immediately asked: "What did he say?"

Yang Baihua was speechless, his face flushed blue and red.

— "It's me. Mr. Yang, come in and sit down?"

—— "Xiaoyu went out, you can wait here for a while."

— "I'm his friend. Not a guardian or a guard."

— "Don't be surprised, we are all in private."

Thinking about it, Yang Baihua discovered that Lou Ying he met that day never admitted that he was the owner of this apartment.

He never responded positively, even if he had mentioned it in words.

Yang Baihua was confused.

Cheng Yan did not answer his phone that day and said that he was hanging out with friends, but was actually with his elder brother?

This also makes sense, after all, he clearly stated to Cheng Yi many times, and less allowed Cheng gradually to interfere in their lives.

This is Cheng Jian's property ...

Lou Ying just borrowed, the two were friends ...

As for how Lou Ying looks like himself, it is probably just a coincidence. Maybe when Cheng Yi fell in love with himself at first sight, he noticed himself because of his face similar to him ...

love at first sight……

For a moment, Yang Baihua returned to his house rationally, remembering that the young man in a casual shirt ran up to him, awkwardly and sincerely presenting a lovely and diligent look.

The memories and reality overlap, the face in front of them is still young, but there are blank and sad tears.

Hot blood returned, and Yang Baihua felt the pain in the captivity.

The apartment was clean and distant, and the security guards were also aware of it. When it was found that there was a riot, two people were sent to watch it. It was found to be a private dispute. Physical conflict.

Shame and pain caused Yang Baihua's white skin to burn purple.

He stepped forward, trying to save: "Xiao Cheng ..."

Cheng Jian held him back with one arm: "What? You have scolded someone just now, and you don't want to recognize it with a touch of your face?"

Yang Baihua stretched out his hand towards Cheng Yi: "Xiao Cheng, I'm here to pick you up ..."

Cheng Jianhu backed Cheng Cheng a few steps back: "Xiaoyan is busy with his music these days and nights, but it's getting better. If you are still personal, don't let him deal with you and him at this time. Things are upset. "

Yang Baihua ignored Cheng Jian, but looked to Cheng Wei implorously, waiting for his reply: "... Xiao Cheng?"

After a long silence.

Cheng Yan lowered his head and whispered, "Brother, I want to go home. I want to eat pickled fish made by Aunt Chen."

Yang Baihua's face stiffened into an iron plate.

Cheng Jian was distressed and took his hand: "Okay. Go."

After getting in the car, Cheng Ye was very tired, rubbing his cushions and rubbing: "Brother, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

Cheng Jian relaunched the car: "I don't know your virtue, I can't carry it in case of an accident: I want to test the sound today, I didn't take a rest yesterday. If you sleep, I'll give you a stable car."

Cheng Yan buried his face in the cushion: "Thank you."

He didn't speak again.

In a silence, Cheng gradually dialed the phone at home.

He remembers that parents are at home today.

As soon as the phone was connected, Cheng Jian said, "Mom, Xiaoyi was bullied. I took him home at night. I will go back and say, let Aunt Chen buy a fish now."

Chi Xiaochi, lying quietly on the back seat, pursed his lips and had fun.

...... It's done.