With Yang Xuewei and Liu Zhiling staring down at him, Chen Yang felt hot and ready to move.
Now that both women were a little drunk, Chen Yang believed that as long as he used a little trick, he would be able to win them over, and he could even play together.
However, after he retired, he knew that he was no longer facing a prostitute, and he had to be responsible for her, so at this moment, unless the other party stayed awake, he would definitely not take action.
Although this is a bit painful, it is the principle of his life.
"Chen Yang, you... how can you say such things? I have always regarded you as a gentleman, but you want us to eat you... down there."
Yang Xuewei stood up holding the chair, biting her lip, and looked at Chen Yang angrily.
Liu Zhiling was in a slightly better condition and was not too drunk. She glared at Chen Yang and said, "Chen Yang, you are so wretched and disappointing."
The two people's accusations made Chen Yang speechless for a while.
He said helplessly: "I meant to make some noodles for you, where did you think you were going?"
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The two women were stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, with embarrassed expressions on their faces.
It wasn't that they had dirty thoughts, but that after they were drunk, Chen Yang suddenly said the words "eat this", and their already somewhat panicked brains immediately reminded them of that aspect.
Yang Xuewei sat back on the chair, glanced at Chen Yang, her already rosy cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and said, "Well... okay, I'll eat your bottom, no, your bottom is for me..."
…Oh, you cooked noodles for me to eat.”
She said the wrong things one after another, which made Yang Xuewei stamp her feet in anxiety.
Seeing this, Liu Zheling did not dare to speak again. She could already feel her tongue spinning and was worried that she might say the wrong thing.
Chen Yang ate the noodles, which still tasted delicious. Yang Xuewei and Liu Pheasant, who had only planned to eat a little, ate all the noodles in their bowls.
"You guys go first, I have to lie down for a while."
Yang Xuewei was really drunk, and she had no time to greet Chen Yang and Liu Zhiling.
"Well, Xuewei, you have a good rest."
Chen Yang nodded, stood up and walked out.
"By the way, Zhi Ling drank some wine and it took a while before she got drunk. Please take care of her."
Yang Xuewei reminded her again, then fell on the sand and fell asleep quickly.
Liu Zhiling was still very conscious at this moment. She followed Chen Yang downstairs without asking for help from Chen Yang.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and there were not many people on the road. Liu Zhiling said she wanted to walk for a while, so the two of them didn't take the car and wandered on the road to the courtyard.
As we walked, maybe because of the drunkenness, Liu Pheasant started to dance gracefully on the road.
Under the dim street lights, she looked like an elf, jumping and agile, with graceful and light posture.
Fortunately, this road is very quiet, otherwise, she would definitely be surrounded by people.
If someone discovers her identity again, it will definitely be reported in the news tomorrow.
Liu Zhiling has been practicing dancing for a long time and has good physical strength. She dances all the way without any intention of stopping.
At this moment, Liu Zheling was immersed in the dance, with a satisfied smile on her lips, entering a state of selflessness.
But while Chen Yang was admiring it, the style of the painting suddenly changed, Liu Pheasant's dancing stopped, she leaned against the wall and vomited.
After blowing the cool night breeze and dancing all the way, her stomach was finally churning unbearably.
"Are you okay?"
Chen Yang hurriedly stepped forward, patted Liu Zheling's back, and tapped several acupuncture points on her body a few times, and then released a ray of true energy.
Liu Pheasant suddenly got better and stopped vomiting.
However, she was obviously drunk and fell to the ground as soon as her body went limp.
Chen Yang grabbed her and helped her up. He found that she had closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Seeing this, Chen Yang thought of Yang Xuewei's words just now, and she was right. It would take a while for Liu Pheasant to get drunk after drinking.
"It seems I can only carry her back."
Chen Yang wiped Liu Zheling's mouth, then carried Liu Zheling on his back and walked towards the courtyard.
Along the way, Liu Pheasant was in a daze and kept mumbling.
"Chen Yang, tell me what's so good about you and why do all the women like you?"
"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I just like you."
"However, you already have a fiancée. I know it's not good for me to do this, but I can't control it."
"Why? Why didn't I know you before Qiao Daihan?"
"You are a big bad guy...wuwuwu..."
As he spoke, Liu Zheling actually started crying.
Chen Yang was speechless for a while, and was about to say a few words of comfort, but Liu Zhiling's crying stopped again.
He turned his head and glanced at Liu Zheling, who was drooping on his shoulders. He found that Liu Zheling had fallen asleep and was breathing evenly. Maybe she didn't even know what she had just said.
"When she wakes up, I wonder if she will remember what she said."
Chen Yang smiled and leaned forward a little, letting Liu Zhiling lie on his back to sleep more comfortably.
Returning to the courtyard, he handed Liu Zhiling to Su Zining: "Sister Zining, Zhiling is drunk. Please help her wash up."
"oh."
Su Zining didn't ask any more questions, came over and helped Liu Zheling sit down, and made a cup of hangover tea for Liu Zheling to drink.
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Early the next morning, Chen Yang got up and wanted to see how Liu Zheling was doing. Unexpectedly, Liu Zheling left very early today and had already gone to dance practice.
After washing up, Chen Yang went out to go to school.
As soon as he walked to the door, he saw three men standing outside, looking at the house number next to the door.
These three men are all tall, with neat suits and kind faces.
The leading man is about forty years old, with a dark complexion. Although he is wearing a decent suit, he must be from an ethnic minority. He wears simple earrings on his ears, exuding a natural and primitive temperament.
When the middle-aged man saw Chen Yang coming out, he stepped forward with a friendly smile and asked, "Hello, little brother, does Guan Xiyue live here?"
Looking for a nurse?
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows, looked at the three people in front of him carefully, and asked: "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man had a very good attitude and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, little brother, we are from the Miao ethnic group in Dianzhou Province and we are not bad people."
Miao people!
Chen Yang's eyes showed a solemn look. The Miao people are a large ethnic group among the ethnic minorities. They have a well-established tribal system and there are many masters among them, and their voodoo skills are particularly powerful.
Rather than speaking of it as a nation, it is more appropriate to think of the Miao as a sect.
Of course, this refers to the real Miao people, not all the Miao people who have been Hanized.
Although the three people in front of him were wearing suits, Chen Yang was very sure from their temperament that they were definitely from the Miao tribe.
The Miao tribe has never liked communicating with outsiders and spends most of their time within the tribe. What do these people want to do when they find a nurse?
Chen Yang looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Sir, what do you want from Guan Xiyue?"