The task of escorting Hou Xiaoting and Lan Feifei home naturally fell on He Chaoran. The most difficult thing was that Hou Xiaoting was drunk!
And her wine quality is so poor that it is hard to look directly at her... Sometimes she hugs the street lamp by the side of the road and dances pole dance, sometimes hugs Lan Feifei and begs for kisses and hugs, and sometimes pulls a handsome guy on the road and begs to be taken away.
But her tonnage is relatively large, and her inertia is relatively strong, so she can't pull it back. Lan Feifei felt that she was so ashamed that she had lost all her face in her life. She really wanted to write "I don't know her" on her face.
Unexpectedly, Hou Xiaoting hadn't finished yet, so she hugged He Chaoran suddenly, and said intermittently: "He Chaoran, you are heartless, what's so good about that old woman? Is it better than our Feifei? Do you know that you are like this? , Feifei is very sad? She is so sad that she can't even eat... and she still lied to me that she was losing weight."
Lan Feifei's face turned red all of a sudden, and she quickly pulled her back from He Chaoran's body: "Xiaoting, you are drunk, don't talk nonsense!"
Hou Xiaoting pushed her away: "I didn't talk nonsense, I uttered the truth after drinking!"
Lan Feifei was helpless, if it wasn't because of her drunkenness, she really wanted to strangle her to death and throw her on the road.
When He Chaoran heard these words, he looked at Lan Feifei thoughtfully, with emotions in his eyes that made her unpredictable.
He originally thought that Lan Feifei didn't like him and never wanted to see him again. No matter what she did or who she was with, she didn't care. Could it be that he misunderstood everything? In fact, she still cares about herself more or less
Seeing his silence, Lan Feifei bit her lower lip tightly, feeling very uneasy. She quickly argued: "Don't listen to Xiaoting's nonsense, I'm really losing weight recently..."
Looking at her thin shadow on the ground, she suddenly felt that what she said was trying to cover up.
He Chaoran just looked at her quietly without speaking, his faint eyes seemed to have insight into everything. Under his gaze, Lan Feifei turned her head away, pretending to be looking at the moon in the sky.
At this moment, a white Lincoln stopped in front of them, and the driver with white gloves waved to He Chaoran: "Master, I kept you waiting."
He Chaoran pushed Hou Xiaoting into the front seat with great effort, so that only he and Lan Feifei were left in the back seat.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward, but fortunately Hou Xiaoting did not forget to liven up the atmosphere even when she was drunk, talking nonsense intermittently along the way.
After sending off Hou Xiaoting, the atmosphere in the car suddenly cooled down. Lan Feifei took the initiative to sit in the front seat this time, separating herself from He Chaoran in the back seat.
God knows that when she was sitting next to him, she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles along the way. He Chaoran looked quite indifferent, turning his face sideways to look at the scenery outside the window.
It's just that she didn't know that his eyes were always on the glass window, her little reflection.
When the car arrived at the downstairs of the community, Lan Feifei immediately jumped out of the car like a light deer: "Thank you, I can go up by myself."
But there was the sound of the car door opening behind her, and when she turned around, she saw that He Chaoran was getting out of the car with long legs.
"I'll see you off..." His voice came from the cold night wind, making her shiver uncontrollably.