After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 208 Crazy testing on the brink of death
I had a lot of fun today, but I am also very tired.

After getting out of the car and walking towards the villa area, Nan Song and Ji Yun's footsteps were a little heavy and lazy.

"I'm not strong enough, girl."

Ji Yun smiled at fifty steps and looked at Nan Song with a smile, "You have been busy making money in the past few months, so you lack exercise, right?"

Nan Song glared at him angrily, "Nonsense, I'm wearing high heels. Try what it feels like to walk on stilts!"

Ji Yun snorted, "It's not like I haven't worn them before."

???

Nan Song suddenly raised his eyes, looked at him meaningfully, and said with emotion, "Brother Cheng, my taste is quite strong."

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yun raised his hand and gave him a big slap, "I'm talking about internal growth. What are you kid thinking about all day long? Have you read too many pornographic books?"

Nan Song touched his painful forehead and muttered: "You're not short, what can you wear to make yourself taller?"

"You don't understand this. To men, heightening is as important as high heels to you women. What you wear creates an aura."

As Ji Yun spoke, he lowered his head and saw that Nan Song's heels were scratched. He frowned and bent down in front of her, "Come up, I'll carry you."

"No, it's just a few steps away."

Nan Song lightly slapped him on the back and pointed at himself, "I'm wearing a skirt, it's inconvenient."

Ji Yun also wanted the princess to hug her, but Nan Song refused with a serious face, "Brother Cheng and I have a good relationship, please don't ruin our friendship."

"Are you still worried that he will be jealous?"

Ji Yun said with a smile: "We men are not as petty as you women."

Nan Song curled his lips indifferently, thinking that the fourth brother had just healed his scar and forgotten the pain. He had forgotten what it was like to be "domestically abused" a while ago, and he still dared to try like crazy on the verge of committing suicide.

After crossing the bridge, the two people unexpectedly found that the lights in the house were on. They had obviously turned them off when they left.

Ji Yun and Nan Song looked at each other, "Brother Cheng is back?"

As soon as he opened the door, Tuanzi wagging his tail and pounced on him, not Ji Yun, but Nan Song.

For one night, I only want my aunt, not my father.

Nan Song picked up Tuanzi, while Ji Yun, like his shitty son, threw himself into Cheng Xian's arms, extremely surprised, "Why did you come back early? Is the matter done?"

Nan Song didn't even notice her cheering and cheering like a little daughter-in-law.

The wise and mighty fourth brother...

She hugged Tuanzi and stroked its head silently. She suddenly felt that this little guy was so pitiful. No wonder he was so fat because he was fed indigestion dog food.

Not long after Cheng Xian just entered the house, he only took off his suit jacket and was still wearing a black shirt. His temperament was deep and restrained. His eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses showed a little tiredness, but his face was rare and gentle.

He raised his hand and touched Ji Yun's head like a child with his big palm tied with a Rolex watch. With a sense of comfort, he answered him, "I'll come back early when the things are done."

He tilted his head again and looked in the direction of Nan Song, "Xiao Song rarely comes to Baicheng, so he has to show his friendship as a landlord."

Nan Song smiled obediently and called "Brother Cheng."

"Ah."

Cheng Xian agreed in a gentle voice and told her as he did to his sister, "Just treat it as your own family, don't be restrained."

Then he added, "If you hear any noise at night, don't pay attention to it, just sleep peacefully."

"..."

Nan Song understood instantly and said very sensibly, "The sound insulation effect of this room is very good, don't worry about me, you can just... enjoy it as much as you want."

She gave Fourth Brother a look and went upstairs with Tuanzi in her arms.Ji Yun blushed and watched his sister go upstairs. He turned around to settle the score with Cheng Xian, "In front of Xiaoliu, do you have a number on your lips..."

Before he finished speaking, someone grabbed his chin and sealed his lips.

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The night passed quietly.

Nan Song got up, washed and went downstairs. He moved carefully, for fear of waking up the two brothers who were still sleeping, so he wanted to go downstairs and make breakfast for them.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped down the stairs, he heard the rustling sound in the kitchen. Cheng Xian was already up and frying eggs.

He heard the movement behind him and tilted his head slightly, "Are you awake?"

"Yes. Good morning, Brother Cheng."

Nan Song said hello and followed him into the kitchen.

Cheng Xian always showed the image of a lawyer in suits and ties in front of Nan Song. This was the first time he saw him wearing home clothes and an apron. He looked homely, without wearing any eyes. Most of his ruffianism had receded, leaving only elegance. .

He skillfully put the fried eggs on the plate and asked Nan Song, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Nan Song nodded, "It's good. I'll sleep until dawn."

Seeing that she was in high spirits and did not look like she had not slept well, Cheng Xian raised his lips slightly and said, "It seems that the money spent on the decoration of this house was not wasted. The sound insulation effect is indeed good."

"..."

Nan Song heard the implication, couldn't help but blush, and changed the subject, "Fourth brother hasn't woken up yet?"

Cheng Xian raised his head and glanced at the clock. With the "ding" of the toaster, he said, "It's down now."

As soon as he finished speaking, as if he was pinching his head, Ji Yun stared at the messy chicken coop, yawned and went downstairs. The buttons of his pajamas were all messed up, revealing a large piece of his neck, above his heart and below his collarbone, a large "plum blossom mark" ", very eye-catching.

It seems that I really had a hard time last night...

Nan Song sighed inwardly, truly admiring the sound insulation effect of this house.

While having breakfast, she asked Cheng Xian matter-of-factly, "Brother Cheng, which company renovated your house? Can you recommend it? I'll go back and install the soundproof wall in the rose garden."

Cheng Xian said "Okay" without blushing or heartbeat, but Ji Yun raised his head in confusion, always feeling that there was something in his younger sister's words.

Before he had time to think about it, he subconsciously said: "Didn't mom refuse to install the soundproof wall in the rose garden? It's for your safety. Be good and listen to mom."

Then he handed the spread piece of bread to Nan Song, "Your little life has been tied to the belt of King Yama's trousers since you were born, so be careful."

The soundproof wall didn't work, but I got a lesson.

Nan Song felt sad, biting a piece of bread, and muttered, "Why didn't mom give me a younger brother or younger sister?"

She is the youngest, and the five brothers above can all bully her alone.

Ji Yun laughed at her little temper and childishness, but Nan Song would never show this little temper in front of others, and would only show it in front of the people closest to her. He was happy to tolerate it, and raised his hand to rub her head. It aroused Nan Song's resentful eyes.

"You still have butter on your hands, don't touch my hair...Brother Cheng, take care of him!"

After a whole morning of fussing, it was time to go to work. Nan Song was going to check on Shen Yan's physical condition today and go to the hospital with Ji Yun.

Cheng Xian's law firm was not far from Jiahe Hospital, so he didn't let Ji Yun drive and gave them a lift.

Halfway through the car ride, Ji Yun received a call from the hospital and couldn't help but change his expression, "...What's the fuss about for someone who just had surgery? Okay, I got it, we're here now. We need to stabilize him first. It's really not possible." Give him a sedative."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Song asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Yun's face darkened, "Early in the morning, Shen Yan started making a fuss. He went crazy, and Lin Lu was also injured."

When Nan Song heard this, he suddenly remembered the situation when Yu Jinwen had just completed the operation, and his face darkened.

(End of this chapter)