Zhao Qinghuan's heart trembled. He was startled to realize that most of the events had happened. Otherwise, Chu Nan would not be so angry. He had to call on him to go to his house immediately.

An ominous premonition came up. Zhao Qinghuan asked silently, "Anan, would you tell me that you really slept with the little witch last night?"

Seriously.

When Zhao Qinghuan said this sentence, Chu Nan wanted to die.

That shame finally turned into anger, "let you roll over right away and you'll listen to me. What's so much nonsense to do?"

Come on, I'm asleep.

Zhao Qinghuan almost at the first time to determine the exact answer, in the heart of a long sigh, "I know, now come, immediately line?"

"That's about it!"

Chunan hung up and left his cell phone on the bed.

The whole person leaned against the sofa and reached for his hair impatiently.

Zhao Qinghuan came to the villa with Lao Yan. As soon as he stepped into the door of the living room, he saw the decadent Chunan with the head of a chicken coop in the sofa.

Zhao Qinghuan sighed, "as for it? Make yourself like this

Chu Nan's eyes shot like a sword, "you want to try? See if you're better than me? "

"No Chu Nan waved his hand, "sleep with the little witch, lend me 120 courage, I dare not ah, besides, Sheng Er also don't look up to me."

Chu Nan grabbed a pillow and threw it to Zhao Qinghuan angrily, "get out!"

Zhao Qinghuan said with a smile, "it's so hard to come here. You can't even drink hot tea. You'll tell me to get out of here. It's too heartless."

"Well, don't be poor either." Lao Yan sat down on a large group of sofas. "Let's get down to business. I wasn't here last night. What's going on?"

Zhao Qinghuan quickly sat down next to Lao Yan.

It was he who forced Lao Yan to come here. He was afraid that Chunan would kill himself with a 10 meter long knife, so he pulled a shield to come over.

"that's all. Didn't Anan get drunk last night? Sheng'er came and took her away, and then it seemed that something untold happened."

Chu Nan wanted to strangle Zhao Qinghuan, "don't you have a long head? Why not stop? "

"Zhao Qinghuan retorted," I also want to stop ah, that also must I can stop, you are not do not know Sheng er's character, how dare I? "

Lao Yan said in a fair way, "in fact, it's not Qinghuan's fault. If you don't blame yourself, you and sheng'er won't sleep together."

Of course, Chunan knew that it was his own fault, and he would like to thank him for his death.

"Well, Anand, you want to be more open." Seeing Chu Nan's mood of wanting to die, Zhao Qinghuan comforted him, "in fact, it's not a big deal. You love me, so turn the page."

"Anyway, sheng'er didn't let you be responsible for it. Don't you think it happened?"

"Go to hell!" This time, Chunan directly threw the ashtray in the past, "are you talking about people?"

Zhao Qinghuan sidestepped, and the ashtray just hit the sofa. He was terrified, "well, what do you want to do? Do you want to marry sheng'er? "

"Come on, Chunan, I can't understand you. You don't love sheng'er at all!"

"Who says that if you don't love now, you won't love again?"

It was Lao Yan who said this.

Zhao Qinghuan glared, "Laoyan, what do you mean? You don't really let Anand marry sheng'er? "