I Love You Every Time You Play

Chapter 59: Her flirt

——Why do you always watch Chen Xiaoshi?

Jiang Youshu admitted that she was awake, but she was still stuck by this question. She seemed to hear the gears in her brain creaking, making a sound of thinking hard.

"Me, do you?" She tilted her head to look at Yan Anzhen, her eyes captivating, not counting the stars in the sky, but also taking her heart.

He even asked. Yan Anzhen pursed her lower lip, her eyebrows fell into the shadow cast by the street lamp, looking a little dark: "You have."

Two words with emphasis.

Jiang Youshu lowered his head and thought for a while, then smiled and asked, "Then why are you going to see her too?"

Yan Anzhen: "..."

She found Yuanyuan was not easy to fool when she was drunk. She also learned to ask rhetorically. There was a breath of breath in her chest. Say: "Look at her first."

"What?" Jiang Youshu leaned forward, his body soft as boneless, laying lazily on Yan Anzhen's body, and the squirting air curled around her neck, again and again, like a heartbeat in some hidden corner. Unannounced invitation, "You say it again, I didn't catch it."

I didn't listen to it.

Yan Anzhen stretched out her hand and didn't push her away, but simply went around her back, put her arm around her waist, and lifted it up, so as not to let her slide down from her body to the ground. , And the back hand has not been released, just hugging her tightly, looking from the back, like the most ordinary little couple in the world.

"I said, why did you move to live with Chen Xiaoshi?" Yan Anzhen changed her question, her expression still very calm, but she hugged the other's waist firmly, declaring sovereignty.

She thought, she should also be a little drunk.

"I know this question." Jiang Youshu was not honest in her arms, and jumped like a rabbit. The two turned left together after the traffic lights. Her slender hand pointed to a bus stop, with a smile. Said, "From my home to the company, it takes half an hour to take the bus. It's too far, so I moved to the staff dormitory."

Yan Anzhen glanced down at her, her emotions were ever-changing, and she finally froze in faint helplessness, saying: "It takes forty minutes to ride a bicycle from my home to university. I didn't live in school either."

In modern society, transportation is developed, and more and more subway lines are built. It is normal to spend an hour from home to work. Jiang Youshu only takes half an hour to take the bus. In comparison, it is not too far away, not to mention that she still has a car. However, she gave up the comfortable environment of living alone at home and chose to live in the crowded and narrow staff dormitory. Jiang Youshu did not believe the reason given by Jiang Youshu.

The two stood together, waiting for the bus.

Jiang Youshu glanced at the time and smiled: "We should be on the last train, but it doesn't matter if we missed it. Master Yuanyuan is rich, please take the subway."

Yan Anzhen: "..."

Does it look like this when someone gets drunk? No wonder you don't usually see her drinking.

Yan Anzhen sighed silently, remembering why Jiang Youshu suddenly bought wine tonight, and why he drank so much, just pretending to be wanton to cover up the sadness in her heart.

Yuanyuan is such a good person, she wanted to bring the best things in the world to her, and it was too late to take care of her. Someone slandered her like this and caused her to be like this.

The heart squeezed again, leaving bruises.

Someone who was drunk didn't know what Yan Anzhen was thinking at the moment. The brain gears soaked in alcohol began to turn again, and suddenly said, "Of course, I live in the staff dormitory to get close to Chen Xiaoshi."

Yan Anzhen froze abruptly, turned her head and fixedly looked at the eyes that were very close to her.

The lips are also very close.

She wanted to go up and shut up this mouth, lest someone start talking nonsense again.

Regardless, she has unilaterally declared war on Chen Xiaoshi tonight. Even if Yuanyuan likes Chen Xiao, as long as she is single, as long as the two are not together, she has a chance.

Jiang Youshu was a little burnt by her. She was originally a hot heart. At this moment, she was poured with oil, and it was almost red for a long time. She smiled and said: "To be precise, it is to better understand her movements."

"What are you doing to understand her movement?" Yan Anzhen squeezed her face involuntarily, and squeezed twice as if out of breath.

In order to prevent her from leaning in front of you.

Jiang Youshu took a breath of cool air, and suddenly saw a bus approaching slowly. A muscle in his brain broke off. He stretched his finger, like a child who had never seen a bus, and said cheerfully: " Look, look, the big guy is here."

Yan Anzhen: "..."

The topic is so cut off.

The two got into the car. After Jiang Youshu finished scanning the QR code, he saluted the driver. He smiled like a two-hundred-and-five hundred and looked stupid, but thanks to that charming face, he reduced the stupidity a few times. Divide, add some sweetness in it: "Comrade, it's hard work! It's not easy for the big night."

Yan Anzhen: "..."

"Please get in the car." After scanning the QR code, the electronic sound popped out.

The driver was happy, and said to Yan Anzhen, "Is this drunk or not? It's quite clear to see her move to scan the QR code with her mobile phone."

Yan Anzhen said warmly: "I'm not drunk, it's so stupid."

After that, she took someone’s hand very tenderly, like signing a hand of a mentally retarded child, leading her back, no place side by side, the two sat down one after the other, this time someone yelled for Sit in the back, the back is good, and she will follow it.

No way, to care for drunk children.

Jiang Youshu's careful thought that he must sit behind was soon exposed. After a while, he grabbed Yan Anzhen's hair and wrapped it around her fingers, then poke her ears, and squeezed her earlobes before she avoided them. Going up and blowing on her neck, it made her helpless, and turned around and said, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Youshu saw that she turned her head back and became more arrogant. He squeezed the bridge of her nose with his hands, gently, with an incomparable taste of spoiling, and whispered: "Fuck you."

Yan Anzhen: "..."

Yan Anzhen: "?"

Jiang Youshu's heart beats wildly, his cheeks are hot, and he knows exactly what he is talking about, but now that he is protected by alcohol, A Zhen shouldn't care what she says.

"Want to play with your hair." Jiang Youshu muttered.

Yan Anzhen felt that she had just heard two very magical words, and she hadn't reacted yet. She just subconsciously knocked on someone's forehead and said, "Isn't it enough?"

Haven't you played enough yet? Can I take my heart away, forget about those women, and love her wholeheartedly.

Yan Anzhen only discovered that the moment he saw those photos, he burst out of distress, sadness and anger, which were ignored and dissatisfied.

It’s not that she is dissatisfied that Yuanyuan has been with so many women, she always only recognizes her own logic and thinking, and a little bit of feeling, she just... dissatisfied with herself, knowing that it is fire, but also to rush forward, Yuanyuan is her light , Phototropism is human instinct.

It was just ignored for the time being.

She can't take care of her little emotions now, and just wants to comfort her company and take care of Silly Yuanyuan when she gets home.

After more than half an hour, the two got out of the car. Jiang Youshu pointed to a building and said boldly, "That's my house."

Yan Anzhen took her to the direction of the building, and asked, "What floor?"

Jiang Youshu tilted his head and thought for a while, waved his hand, and said, "That whole building belongs to Master Yuanyuan."

Yan Anzhen: "..."

She has given up struggling, let her be naive together.

Yan Anzhen nodded, and said softly, "Well, it's all from Master Yuanyuan."

Jiang Youshu suddenly leaned in front of her, smiled and squeezed her chin, then quickly withdrew his hand as if he had done something bad for fear of being caught, and said, "You are also Master Yuanyuan."

The night was suddenly very quiet.

The wind blew into my heart, making waves.

Yan Anzhen's voice was softer than the wind: "Well, I am."

Unclear whether he followed her words casually or something else, Jiang Youshu only felt that his breathing suddenly became heavy. It was heavy, and something was ready to come out, and she suppressed it tightly.

Jiang Youshu smiled suddenly, smiling brightly and delicately, the thousands of lights were not as bright and soft as hers: "A Zhen, I am so happy today."

Yes.

Yan Anzhen took her shoulders and walked into the community, saying, "Are you really happy?"

Her pretending to be strong and outwardly joyful made Yan Anzhen feel more and more heartache.

"Yes." Jiang Youshu nodded firmly.

The two came downstairs. When they were waiting for the elevator, Jiang Youshu couldn't help but squeeze at her. He pulled her sleeves and fiddled with her collars. She gently held her hands. Unable to move, the two entered the elevator together.

In the small space, the breath of the two entangled each other.

Yan Anzhen held her hand, did not let go, and asked, "Is there nothing that makes you unhappy?"

Jiang Youshu thought for a while, and said in a daze, "Is there?"

Only one big thing happened today, and that was that she figured it out. A Zhen also said that she would go home together. Her love journey began from now on. The joy contained in it would overwhelm all the unpleasantness, and those gossips could no longer help her. What happened.

Yan Anzhen sighed and said nothing.

With a ding of the elevator, it arrived.

When the two got out of the elevator, Jiang Youshu took Yan Anzhen’s hand instead, and walked to the door of the house with a hop. Press on the sofa, then look into the other person’s eyes, and say what she has always wanted to say—

The pace stopped abruptly.

Stopped one meter before the door of the house.

Both of them were stunned.

At the door of Jiang Youshu's house, there is a woman squatting at the moment, her legs are bent, her face is buried in her knees, her long hair is scattered, covering her face.

Hearing the movement, the woman slowly raised her head, revealing a small face that was crying with only tears left. From the smudged makeup, she can still see her beauty and the broken despair underneath it. It makes anyone feel sorry for it.

The woman's gaze was a bit sluggish, her gaze shifted from the bottom to the top, and it was nailed to Jiang Youshu's face. Her eyes that had been crying dry seemed to be soaked with water. She cried out in tears, her voice was broken. : "Jiang Jiang..."

Jiang Youshu: Who is this? ? ? ? ?

Yan Anzhen: This is... to collect emotional debt?

All of a sudden, three people, three atmospheres, with different thoughts.

The author has something to say: Author: There is only one sentence to say, Qiuqiu, everyone, don’t scold me, don’t kill me QAQ

Jiang Youshu: Ah, ah, ah, author, I want to screw off your dog's head!

Yan Anzhen: Give me the knife.

Author: Even Ah Zhen, you have to do this to me QAQ

Two people: Bad eyesight.jpg

Author: Don't worry, confession is sure to confess. You shouldn't be anxious for a while, after all, silly and round have figured it out.

Jiang Youshu: Your uncle, I have drunk all the wine, and I am about to take off my pants, so will you give me this? ? ? ? ?

Author: But it's sweet when you are ambiguous, it doesn't matter if you are ambiguous for a few days.

Yan Anzhen: The knife is here.