Jiang Yuduo was stunned for a long time by Cheng Ke's roaring: "Damn."

Cheng Ke ignored him and looked at him with his cell phone.

"Please be careful when you speak to me in the future," said Jiang Yuduo, "No one in this movie has ever dared to talk to me like this."

"I'm not from you," Cheng Ke said angrily.

Jiang Yuduo frowned, and couldn't find anything to refute for a while, so he turned his head and looked at Cheng Ke playing with his phone.

Cheng Ke's phone was very boring, so Jiang Yuduo watched him turn the page back and forth, then poked in something and then exited, poked another one and then exited.

There are no games, and there are no fun software. Cheng Ke even poked into the taxi app and navigation to take a look.

This is the most boring phone Jiang Yuduo has ever seen. I feel that I can only call and receive messages when I hold it, and it is useless.

"Do you know it's impolite to look at other people's phones like this?" Cheng Ke glanced at him.

"You are still afraid of people watching your phone?" Jiang Yuduo said, "Nothing is the case. I'm too lazy to read it for me."

"Is this what I'm talking about to you?" Cheng Ke turned his head, "How can I not go off topic?"

"It's almost done if you use an old man's phone," said Jiang Yuduo. "It's a waste to use a machine that is several thousand large. You have to cry all night long when you fall into your hands."

"I told you not to look at my phone!" Cheng Ke glared at him, "Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Jiang Yuduo was a little embarrassed and shouted, "You must have been driven out because you were too long-winded!"

After yelling, I was still unhappy, so I threw my phone on Cheng Ke: "Come on, come on, let you see it back, hurry up, watch it casually!"

Cheng Ke tskated, picked up his cell phone, and looked at the still-lit screen: "Her snow-white thighs..."

"Hey fuck?" Jiang Yuduo reached out and wanted to get the phone back, "What's the matter? Let's take a look!"

Cheng Ke blocked his hand, turned to his phone and continued to recite: "The wind blew up her hair, revealing her snow-white neck and..."

"Ah!" Jiang Yuduo shouted, "You fucking intentional!"

"You insisted that I see it," Cheng Ke returned the phone to him, "When you look at this kind of thing, do you have the nerve to give it to someone else?"

"What the hell are I looking at?" Jiang Yuduo was speechless and poked the screen with his hand a few times. "She raised her sword and pointed at that humanity. Today, only one of you and I can leave here... Why don't you read this sentence? This is a fucking fight. You just pick the snow-white and the snow-white and the other. What a nonsense."

"Isn't it all the things you are looking at?" Cheng Ke said.

"Can you have a little bit of awareness of relying on others?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Good night." Cheng Ke smiled, pulled the pillow down and lay down.

Jiang Yuduo was very upset, so he wrote a good article, and forced Cheng Ke to read it into a little Huang article. He frowned and continued to read slowly.

The next chapter starts to play. There is no snow-white in the whole article, no leg or neck. He glances at Cheng Ke.

Cheng Ke lies on the side of the other side without moving.

"Hey, are you asleep?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke did not move or make a sound.

Jiang Yuduo hesitated for a moment, leaned over and reached his phone in front of Cheng Ke's face, and then pushed him: "You fucking me thinking about this!"

Cheng Ke still didn't move or speak.

"Pretend to sleep, you?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

Cheng Ke laughed, and laughed out loud without paying attention.

"Did you see it? Do you think you'll laugh at me and I'll throw it out for you?" Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm yes!"

"Oh," Cheng Ke sighed and looked at his phone, "her soft waist twisted gently..."

"Get out!" Jiang Yuhuo took back his phone and glanced at it. Cheng Ke was not making up.

Write about fighting! Is this author a mistake? Whoever fucks depends on whether your waist is soft during a fight!

"I won't look at it anymore," Jiang Yuduo pulled the pillow, grabbed the wall on Cheng Ke and threw it, "I'm going to bed!"

The switch on the wall slammed and the lights in the room were turned off.

Cheng Ke was startled by his unrestrained way of turning off the lights: "Can't you just let me turn it off?"

"I don't want to talk to you," Jiang Yuduo put the pillow down, "Son."

"What?" Cheng Ke was stunned.

"You said it yourself, and I will tell me one more thing, my son," said Jiang Yuduo. "I have always given you face but never recognized you. Now I have decided to accept it."

Only then did Cheng Ke remember what he said when he slammed the door and came out: "Childish."

"You are the most mature," said Jiang Yuduo, "Why didn't you throw away all your torn clothes today? How nice it would be to go back with your shirtlessness."

"Shut up." Cheng Ke sighed, and thought about it and said again, "Can that key still be taken back? The keychain of that cat is still on top."

"Yes," Jiang Yuduo responded, "I'll get up tomorrow and go and ask for it."

"Why... I'd better make a report," said Cheng Ke, "install a fingerprint lock."

"Okay, but I'll make it my fingerprints first," said Jiang Yuduo.

"...Why?" Cheng Ke turned his head.

"Because I could get in with the key, but now I can't get in," said Jiang Yuduo, "and I said from the beginning that I'm not allowed to change the lock."

Cheng Ke was a little hesitant. In fact, he was really not sure whether Jiang Yuduo would enter his house. Strictly speaking, Jiang Yuduo is not bad. It is different from the gangsters in his impression. Sometimes it even makes him feel that this boss is very childish, but he is really not sure what he will do when he is in a mess.

But in the end he nodded: "Okay."

"I won't go in," said Jiang Yuduo, "I'm still keeping my word."

"Yes." Cheng Ke responded.

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything anymore, and the bedroom was quiet and a little awkward. Cheng Ke closed his eyes and kept ordering himself to go to bed soon. He would not be embarrassed when he fell asleep.

But half of the body was numb and I didn't fall asleep.

He had an injury on the back of his head and couldn't lie on his back. He wanted to change his position and had to go to the left. However, there was still someone lying in front of him when he was sleeping, which was even more awkward than numbing half of his body.

After holding on for a while, he couldn't stand it, and his right arm was numb. The key was that there was still injury on his right arm.

Cheng Ke gritted his teeth, turned over, and lie on his left side, and looked at Jiang Yuduo again. The man fell asleep with his back on the sky. Cheng Ke really wanted to push him and let him turn over and look at him.

While thinking about it, he blinked twice when he saw Jiang Yuduo's eyes in the moonlight.

"Do you have insomnia too?" Jiang Yuduo suddenly turned his head.

"...I didn't," Cheng Ke rubbed backwards, "It's not easy for me to sleep if I change places."

"Oh." Jiang Yuduo turned around and continued to lean forward.

"You always have insomnia?" Cheng Ke asked.

"It's not always insomnia," said Jiang Yuduo. "It's only ten or eight days a month."

"Then you have to go see a doctor..." Cheng Ke thought of Jiang Yuduo as if he didn't want to go to the hospital, so he didn't say anything further.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Yuduo turned his head and looked at him: "Hey, why are you calling this name? I have been wanting to ask."

"What's the reason," said Cheng Ke. "My father gave me the same thing, just abide by it, but the hope is too great, and the disappointment is a bit fierce."

Jiang Yuduo smiled: "What about your brother? What is his name?"

"Cheng Yi," said Cheng Ke, "the translation is replaced by a vertical heart."

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything, I don't know if he was thinking or didn't understand at all.

After a while, he took his phone and poked it a few times: "It really means this word, it means joy."

"Yes." Cheng Ke responded.

Jiang Yuduo threw his cell phone on the bedside table and thought for a while: "When your brother was born, your dad wasn't disappointed."

"What?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Look, your name is very strict," said Jiang Yuduo. "Then your brother just needs to be happy, there is no requirement, so he shouldn't have turned into a waste at that time, right?"

Cheng Ke glanced at him. Sometimes Jiang Yuduo was really good at thinking.

"Yes," Cheng Ke smiled, "My brother is two years younger than me. When I was two years old, I still couldn't tell that he was a waste."

"But it's not as good as the three and a half-year-old child next door." Jiang Yuduo said.

"You must go to the next door tomorrow to see what kind of child you will say when you come back." Cheng Ke sighed.

"It's quite cute, really smart," said Jiang Yuduo. "It's just that his grandmother is so swearing. He said he can speak in three months. I asked her what she said, "Hey, oh, I'll ignore me."

Cheng Ke smiled: "You really deserve it."

"It's about the same as you." Jiang Yuduo said, "I didn't think you were such a person at first."

"Well," said Cheng Ke, "I didn't think you were the same as Chen Qing at first."

"Get out, Chen Qing is just a fool." Jiang Yutuo said with a tongue.

"I actually want to ask your name," said Cheng Ke.

Jiang Yuduo was silent for a while before asking, "What?"
To be continued...