Chapter 1840: 1887 I'm sorry

Chapter 1840 1887 Husband and wife return home 4
"Let me see the injuries on your body."
Long Yan knocked down his hand and buckled the button again. Feng Qing said calmly, "I'm fine. When it comes to fighting, others have always suffered. I count the number of times I suffer."
Long Yan's skills are relatively relieved, but he reminded: "You haven't met a real master. Be careful one day when the boat turned over in the gutter, and you were beaten up in the hospital with a bruised nose and swollen face. You will fight in the future. Do less, if you see who is not pleasing to your eyes, just find two bodyguards and beat them up. Isn't it stupid to do it yourself?"
Long Yan didn't speak, rubbing his eyes vigorously with the tissue.
Yan Qing said, "Which kid from the Li family was the one you beaten?"
"Li Yuan," Long Yan added, afraid that Yanqing would not know him, "it is the cheap brother of Li Tianheng's half-brother. He was drunk and his mouth was too stinky. I drank too much at the time. I couldn't help it. , I have already apologized to him, and I have paid for the medical expenses."
Yan Qing nodded, Li Tianheng did not dare to jump in front of him, let alone his brother? He has already decided to go back and say hello to Li Tianheng, and ask him to discipline and discipline his younger brother, so as not to make troubles everywhere and make people feel unhappy.
The two left the teahouse. It was still early, and Yan Qing had to return to Yan's work. Long Yan drove by himself.
Before parting, the two stood in front of Long Yan's car.
"Where do you live at night?"
"I think it's better to go home and live, lest my dad is angry with a heart attack, and wait two days before going to your place."
Yan Qing thinks so too. He doesn't want to make trouble with his elders too stiff: "This kind of thing takes your time. It took me several months for my parents to accept my coming out. What's more, your parents, don't make trouble with your parents. Parents will compromise when they grow up."
Long Yan said, "I'm afraid what my dad thinks in his heart now is that I will return to the right path after a long time."
"Then be more patient, I will go to your house for dinner tonight."
"Are you afraid that my dad will blast you out?"
"Boom out, I'll sing at your door, and both husband and wife will return home."
Long Yan couldn't laugh straight up: "Do you know how to sing? I haven't heard you sing. I have had several experiences in KTV, but you are also very good at it. I have never heard you speak."
Yan Qing squeezed his throat and sang: "The birds on the tree are in pairs, the green water and the green hills are smiling, and they will not suffer from that slavery anymore. The husband and wife will both return home..."
There happened to be two girls passing by, subconsciously turning their direction, Long Yan looked at them with a smile, looked at the two girls quite embarrassed, and quickly turned his face to continue walking.
"You are really good at singing, a real person does not show his face."
Yan Qing said without changing his face: "I can sing a lot. My grandfather used to be good at this, and I learned a lot of tunes with familiarity, so I'll have another paragraph with you."
Yan Qing looked around this time and made sure that there was no one. He cleared his throat and sang: "I and Lanzhi vowed to meet people. It seems that her mother and brother are forced to get married in a hurry, and she seems to be leaning on the door waiting for me to go. Welcome. Today is her bigamy, and it is my virtuous wife who has been wronged. Today the peacock flies southeast, and after death, the peacocks live together!"
Long Yan was so happy that he couldn't straighten up his waist: "Enough of you, this young master admires you with admiration. Tonight you will stand at my door and sing the passage of the peacock flying southeast. I think it is appropriate. Then I will give you a soundtrack."
Yan Qing smiled at him and stopped joking. He watched the driver drove the car over, patted him on the shoulder, and got into the car.
(End of this chapter)