‘Mianmian?’ Cheng Shenke saw Pei Ruomian through the video. Seeing her staggering and disappearing, he nervously opened the door, closed it with a ‘snap’, and went downstairs.
By the time Cheng Shenke went downstairs, Qiao An had already taken the taxi that came with him and left.
Pei Ruomian leaned against the iron door and kept talking to Qiao An, "Qiao Xiaoshou, why didn't you reply to me?"
"If you don't tell me, I won't drink with you next time."
"Tell me, are you cheating on others? It was obviously you who suggested going out for a drink, but you didn't drink as much as I did."
"Ugh... uh..." She retched twice, and then continued, "This place looks a bit familiar. I seem to have been here before."
Just as he was talking, the iron door behind him opened.
She unexpectedly fell into a hug.
The man was wearing thin pajamas, lowered his head, frowned, and looked at the little man in his arms, with a hint of helplessness in his dark eyes.
He bent down and picked her up.
Pei Ruomian's drunkenness reached its peak, and his brain no longer made the decision. He looked at Cheng Shenke's face and kept giggling.
"Haha... Qiao Xiaoshou, you and Uncle Wooden look alike!"
The slender fingers gently lifted the man's chin, and he smiled broadly.
"Uncle, have we met somewhere?"
When Cheng Yanke heard Pei Ruomian calling him uncle, his eyebrows furrowed into the Chinese character Sichuan.
Lowering his head, the little woman on his body suddenly became quiet, blowing her eyes, her long eyelashes like two small fans.
With her pink lips pouted and her cheeks puffed out, she is so cute that it makes people feel distressed.
His brows gradually opened, and his lips curved slightly, revealing a warm smile.
Pei Ruomian suddenly raised his eyelids and saw Cheng Yanke's smile.
She was slightly startled, and then giggled.
'Where...where have I seen you? Your smile is so familiar...ah...I've seen you in dreams, dreams, dreams, it's you, it's you, it's you I'm dreaming of...'
After singing, she stretched out her hand to lift his chin and pouted, "I dream about a face like this every night. It's cold and boring."
It was a short distance from the entrance of the community to the bottom of the building. It took Cheng Shenke more than ten minutes to walk.
When he arrived at the door, he encountered a very troublesome problem. He forgot the key card...
For the first time, our Cheng Tongxiaojun showed a very bitter expression on his face.
This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened to him. He often doesn't bring the key.
There used to be an aunt at home, but now that the New Year is approaching, he is rarely at home, so he asks her to go home early to prepare for the New Year.
Wearing pajamas and holding a woman, where are you going?
It was so late that it was impossible to call Zhang Mofei to come and give him the keys, nor was it possible to call his aunt in his hometown.
It is even more impossible to call and ask the locksmith to come over.
He lowered his head and glanced at Pei Ruomian. She was in a daze, half asleep, and he thought about sending her home first, and then he would go back to the big house.
So, he turned around and walked towards the gate of the community again.
The little woman in her hand moved restlessly, her brows furrowed slightly, and she muttered something unclear, not sure what she was talking about.
Cheng Shenke's hand was a little sore, so he held it up.
He lowered his head and glanced at Pei Ruomian, "What a little trouble."
With a helpless tone, he curled his lips lovingly.
When she walked to the gate of the community and left the community, Pei Ruomian felt a gust of cold wind stinging her face.
He burrowed his head into Cheng Shengke's arms and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, where are we going?"
