The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me Chapter 799

   Chapter 799 Sports Students vs Dance Students 32

   For a while, Qi An's eyes didn't know where to look, and her thin face quickly became bloodshot. For fear of seeing something she shouldn't look at, she stood there at a loss, so she could only stare at the bedroom behind him, her throat a little dry.

   "Sorry, I, I'll come..."

  The bedroom didn't turn on the lights either. The dim light from the corridor spread to the floor, and I could vaguely see the disheveled quilt on the bed.

His body was strong and condescending, the breath on his body was too strong, filled with every inch of breath, and also had a bit of drunken smell, which made Qi An dare not breathe, and explained in a panic, but his mind went blank for a moment, and he forgot what to say. .

   Pei Xuyan stared at Qi An.

   "Bang-"!

  The door was slammed shut.

  Qian stood outside the door, facing a closed door, his face was hot.

   After half a minute.

   The door opened again.

   Pei Xuyan's face was sullen and his expression was not very good. He wore a black sweater on his upper body, and there were rough folds on the hem.

  Qian heaved a sigh of relief, and finally dared to look at him.

   He didn't speak, he walked downstairs on his own, stopped in front of the refrigerator, and asked without looking up, "Soda or milk?"

  Qian followed him subconsciously, her little fingers entangled nervously: "It's fine..."

   Pei Xuyan's hand passed over the soda water, paused for a moment, took a bottle of pure milk, and turned to look at her.

   The girl stood in front of him with a blank face, dressed in thin and pure clothes, looking terribly obedient, and her ignorant appearance was the same as when the door was opened.

   Pei Xuyan exhaled, roughly stuffed pure milk into her hand, took a can of Coke for herself, and opened the can easily with three fingers.

With a    "click", the soda sizzled with cool air, filling the silent living room.

He raised his head and drank in a hurry, his Adam's apple rolled up and down to swallow, and finally woke up three points from the drowsiness of the hangover, his head still hurts, his eyelashes were darkened by a faint shadow on his eyelids, his peach blossom eyes were dejected and seductive, leaning on his side. He opened the door of the refrigerator, looked at her with his eyelids raised, and spit out a word slowly.

"Why are you here."

"You do not know?!"

  Qian opened his eyes to look at him, his tone was almost inconceivable, the anger that had dissipated a little now soared little by little in Pei Xuyan's irresponsible attitude.

   "What do I know?" Pei Xuyan was even more inexplicable. He raised his hand and pressed the swollen temple, with the reluctantly suppressed restlessness between his brows and his eyes, and his voice was a little sleepy.

   Last night, Pei Xuyan played with more than ten friends in Hall K until after twelve o'clock. Later, he played a card seat in the bar. The game ended at five in the morning, and people were awake now.

He was very angry when he woke up, and he didn't fall asleep until two or three o'clock in the afternoon. As a result, he didn't sleep for a few hours, and he was woken up by his hangover. His anger was soaring. If it was another person, he might not be able to stand here and be nice to him now. speak.

   "Today is Sunday!" Qi An bit on the word Sunday.

   Pei Xuyan was waiting for her next post.

  Qian looked at his ignorant expression, and his high blood pressure was about to rise.

   "Your son is in dance class today, but no one picks up after waiting in the classroom for an hour! Can't you see that I sent you so many messages!"

   Pei Xuyan thought for a while, and finally remembered something: "It seems that there is such a thing?"

   "I'm sorry I overslept." He said, "Wait a minute, I'll check my phone."

  Qian: "Okay."

   Pei Xuyan went back to the room, kicked the beer empty on the ground, suddenly saw something, picked up the crumpled ticket on the ground, and could vaguely see that it was seven days later, and he was flying to a famous foreign school.

   Pei Hengji's stern words were still echoing in his ears, and Pei Xuyan's eardrums hurt.

   He shredded the ticket with a blank expression and threw it into the trash can.

  Go the **** out of the country.

"Meow." The little white cat in the corner of the bedroom tilted its head and meowed softly, walked over on the cat's footsteps and rubbed his feet, rolled on the ground, revealing a soft belly, trying to lie flat and let him accompany it Play.

"Let's play." Pei Xuyan picked it up and threw it aside, bypassing the trash can, turning the phone out, pressing it, it was out of power, and scribbled two power switches to turn it on. Sure enough, dozens of missed calls and messages were lost. jumped out.

   There are Ms. Shang's and Qi'an's.

  Ms. Shang: [Today, the aunt who picks up Yangyu has something to do at home and asks for leave. The rest of the family is not there, so go pick up Yangyu. 】

  Ms. Shang: [Also, Miss Qin came back from abroad today and came to see Yang Yu at home, please treat me well. 】

   Pei Xuyan scrolled down the news and found Qi An. The remarks he gave were simple and rude.

  23-level dance student: [Hello, Mr. Pei, today is your son's class in our dance training institution. It's time for school, but no one has come to pick him up. What's the matter? 】

   The little girl was polite at first, but gradually became violent within an hour.

   Pei Yangyu always had someone to pick him up, and Pei Xuyan went to pick it up once, how did he know about it.

He sighed, thinking that he should drink less of this wine in the future. He went to the bathroom and quickly washed his face with cold water. The ice-cold water dripped down the neat chin line and sank into the collar of the sweater, leaving damp water marks. When I got downstairs, the little girl was still standing there.

   Pei Xuyan looked at it for a while before speaking out and said slowly, "Teacher."

   His voice was hoarse and drunk.

  Qian looked up with a cold face, and was quite critical of Pei Xuyan's attitude.

   How could someone forget their own son!

   "Sit down." Pei Xuyan walked down, sat on the sofa, turned on the light, the wind and rain outside the window was shaking, and the retro chandelier in the living room reflected the cold light, which made his face more handsome and had a strong aura.

   He seems to be in a really bad mood today. His face has been pale since the beginning. I don't know if it's because of a hangover or something. In short, he's a little cold and depressed, his long legs are crossed, and he is silent for two seconds before he makes a sound.

   "I will pay attention in the future, and I must be responsible for the children."

  Qian listened to his unfamiliar and unfamiliar words, curled the corners of his mouth and sat opposite him with a serious attitude and a sullen face.

   "I told you last time, if you take it to heart, you won't forget the children this time!"

   "Yes. You're right."

   "As a parent, even if there is something important, you should inform me in advance. You don't know that he was waiting there for an hour and was about to cry. The other children were picked up, but he didn't..."

   Pei Xuyan leaned against the sofa, drooping his eyelids, thinking that Pei Yangyu is quite a little thing.

  Qian is still talking.

   He couldn't hold back, he yawned, his peach blossom eyes were sleepy, and he looked like a romantic depression.

  Qian stopped abruptly, staring at him blankly.

   After a brief silence, Pei Xuyan sat up slightly without changing his expression: "Teacher, continue to speak."

   "You've been sleeping for so long?"

"Um."

   "Then why did you go last night?"

   (end of this chapter)

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