"What's wrong? I'll take you home." Su San took Fang Che's hand and tried to pull him into the car, but couldn't.
Fang Che looked around, then ran to the car to take a look, shook his head and said, "Xiao San, I don't want to ride in this kind of car, it's very dirty. I want to ride in Brother Dongfang's small car, it's very comfortable."
Su San looked at Fang Che helplessly, knowing that even if he became abnormal, he still subconsciously wanted to live a good life.
Dare you say that the bus is dirty? The driver must have heard what he said. He would be surprised if he didn't.
"Young man, the bus is dirty. Then you can go and take your RV. Why are you still making sarcastic remarks here?" The driver was indeed sarcastic.
"Brother, how did you know that my name is RV? But let me tell you, my name is Fang Che, clear Che... Mistress, I haven't finished speaking yet, I want to argue with brother -"
In desperation, Su San said "I'm sorry" to the driver and dragged Fang Che out of the car.
"Mistress, brother is so rude." Fang Che muttered in a low voice.
Su San frowned and looked at Fang Che.
He kept saying "big brother", and he was really smooth. How dare he really care about calling everyone "big brother" and "sister" now? No wonder Dongfang Ming would throw him to her. The Fang Che in front of him was indeed a trouble.
In the end, it took Su San half an hour to convince Fang Che to let him take the bus home with her.
When Su San got home, he lay down tiredly on the sofa.
"Xiao San, I like this." Fang Che sat on Su San's small sofa.
"As long as you like it, then you can sleep here tonight." Su San said to Fang Che with a smile.
You must know that she only has one bedroom here, and although the Fang Che in front of her is not very mature mentally, he is physically an adult man. She has always been uneasy about him, even though he seems harmless now.
"Where will the mistress sleep?" Fang Che came over and hugged Su San tightly and asked.
Su San subconsciously gave up his position.
This man has always liked to touch her. She took a step away without leaving a trace, pushed him away, and said: "Fang Che, people can't always be so close to each other. We must maintain appropriate
Do you know the distance?"
Fang Che lowered his head and thought for a moment, then he smiled and said: "You know, I only hug brother Dongfang and his mistress. I don't hug the other sisters."
Su San looked at Fang Che in confusion, feeling that his words were not as childish as when she first met him. More importantly, he actually knew what she wanted to express.
"Where are you sleeping, mistress? I want to sleep with you." Fang Che said and nuzzled over again.
"Fang Che, you have to listen to what I say, right?" Su San coaxed gently.
"No, because I am a good boy who can distinguish right from wrong. If what you say is correct, I will listen to it." Fang Che still had a simple smile on his face, but his reply did not make sense at all.
"You sleep on the sofa, and I'll sleep in the bedroom, that's it. If you don't want the sofa, then sleep on the floor." Su San went into the bedroom to get her pajamas and planned to take a bath.
Fang Che followed closely behind Su San. He was so tall that the already small bedroom seemed even smaller because of his presence.
Su San turned back to glare at Fang Che, and he showed a smile that he thought was very sweet. That coquettish smile was as fake as possible.
After leaving the bedroom, Su San was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower, but she saw Fang Che also walking in.
"What do you want to do?" Su San asked, blocking the bathroom door.
