Migrant workers chase their wives (MTL)

Chapter 139

In this box, everyone was noisy until the afternoon.

Yu Kean really wanted to continue at night, but... a few other people have things to do.

Chen Tian was also not happy, and contacted him a little, it was for unity.

After that, it doesn't make sense.

What's more, his cold is not completely cured, and his whole body is a little boring.

Cheng Xiangyuan didn't stay either, such a noisy environment was not suitable for him.

If he could choose, he would have wanted to leave a long time ago, and staying here is the limit.

Although Chen Tian didn't make a fuss, it's not too gregarious if everyone doesn't participate in the game together.

Therefore, he was also given two glasses of wine, and Cheng Xiangyuan helped to block the few glasses he lost in the game.

Chen Tian's face was flushed, and he grabbed each other's arm after going out with Cheng Xiangyuan.

"Huh? Uncomfortable? I can't drive, and you can't drive after drinking. Let's take a taxi and go back."

When they came, three cars came together, and one of them was Chen Tian's own car.

This was purchased by Chen Tian on the first day he arrived here. But not often. The price is not expensive, only 100,000.

For Chen Tian, ​​this is absolutely a drop in the bucket.

Chen Tian had no opinion, and responded, perhaps because of drunkenness, his brain was a little confused.

Moreover, he likes Cheng Xiangyuan. Although he knew that Cheng Xiangyuan didn't like him, and he didn't want to force it, but when he was drunk, when he was sick and vulnerable, people always wanted the person they liked to accompany them.

So Chen Tian rested his head on Cheng Xiangyuan's arm.

This action is more like instinct.

Cheng Xiangyuan paused slightly and lowered his head, "Chen Tian?"

Chen Tian blushed because of drinking, and he smiled slightly. "Didn't you say I'm a son? Is it okay to rely on it?"

Cheng Xiangyuan couldn't help laughing, his eyes softened by two points. He also thought of my son, Xiao Jiu.

"I don't have a son as big as you, don't bury me."

Chen Tian flattened his mouth. "Why do you say that... If you're not a son, you still talk about your brother."

"Well, brother." Cheng Xiangyuan smiled and rubbed Chen Tian's forehead, which was exactly the same as rubbing his own son's head. "You lean on, I'll go find it."

"Well." Chen Tian nodded.

It is not difficult to find taxis. In Ping An City, there are still many people who use taxis.

After a while, Cheng Xiangyuan and Chen Tian got into the car.

When he got back to the hotel, Chen Tian was already asleep.

Cheng Xiangyuan himself was a little sleepy. Although his alcohol intake was good, he was used to drinking rice brewed in the mountains and wine like Erguotou.

He was not used to other liquors or foreign wines, and felt a little troublesome.

Now, Cheng Xiangyuan felt a little sleepy too.