Seeing that the clock was pointing to two o'clock in the morning, Jiang Zimu supported his head with one hand and broke his eyelids with the other, nesting on the sofa, forcibly "not sleepy".

At this time, Xiao Da idol, under the influence of alcohol, continued to be excited. Standing almost half a meter away from Jiang Zimu, holding the "Emperor's Hand Microphone", he sang his masterpiece with emotion.

Is it good to sing? It is undeniable that it is a natural sound that makes people poor in words; is it good-looking? Needless to say, it is a beauty that makes people scold their mothers.

However, it's just like no matter how delicious the cake is, you can't eat it for a year, and no matter how much you like the song, you can't use it as an alarm clock, and now the forced output of Xiao Da idols makes Jiang Zimu, who is not a diehard fan, turn black in an instant, and subconsciously just wants to replace Asgard to hammer Xiao Lizao, the turtle grandson who is made of heaven and earth.

Sighing, Hammer God sniffed, grateful to Mr. Xiao for this specially customized "Encore Stage".

"Hey, where did you drink two cans of beer, you obviously injected industrial ethanol intravenously!"

"Okay, good, yo ho~~~"

"Dates are amazing!"

"It's so good, it's so wow!"

......

Jiang Zimu said two words of praise softly, no way, learn from the experience just now, if you don't want to interact with Xiao Da Aidou benignly, then the goods are either rolling and splashing on the spot, or pulling the voice and soaring high, what else can I do, the hero doesn't eat the loss in front of him, right?

"Quack chirp~~~"

Jiang Zimu leaned back, resting his neck carefully on the back of the sofa, opening his mouth, and clapping his hands soullessly.

"Sing and roar!"

"Brother is so good!"

"Uh...... ...... vomit"

If you continue to continue, you have to change Jiang Zimu.

Xiao Lizao closed the sound perfectly, inserted the invisible microphone into his pants pocket, pinched his waist with both hands, and shook his head, "What...... I don't feel it... What about the enthusiasm of the fans?"

"Tsk, it's not even as lively as one-ten-thousandth of the usual scene......"

Xiao Da Idol looked disappointed that "this fan obviously can't take it", sighed long, and yelled at Jiang Zimu coldly, "What about the mobile phone......"

"I'm calling!"

Jiang Zimu: Clams?

"You wait for me... Call...... Band and ...... Backing Dance Troupe...... Let them come...... Crush this stage...... Harvest...... You guys...... Everyone's... Heart!"

Clams???

This is an occupational disease, and you have to be treated.

Jiang Zimu watched Xiao Lizao hunched over, trying to dig the non-existent mobile phone out of his pants pocket in various weird gestures.

"Thanks to my mother's foresight, I hid your phone early, otherwise, maybe you will give me a whole drunken live broadcast, and I won't be able to wash the entire hot search in blood until tomorrow morning. ”

"Cell phone...... Woowoo...... I want to ...... my phone"

"Good guy, bad phone, don't want it. ”

"Give me my phone...... Wow wow wow wow ...... Give me ......."

Looking at the long legs of more than eight meters and crying, he sat on the ground sobbing and choking, full of a handful of men's tears, Jiang Zimu hurriedly raised his hand to plug his ears, and kept chattering, "Shh~~shhh~~~"

"Alright, alright, give you your phone!"

Jiang Zimu glanced at the fruit plate on the table, rolled his eyes, grabbed a huge mango, and threw it straight into Xiao Lizao's arms.

Ho, oversized edible fruit machine.

"Hey...... Happy ......"

Xiao Lizao pinched the mango and stood up, put the mango to the tip of his nose like a subway grandfather, looked at it fiercely, and then walked up to Jiang Zimu with a sincere face, "Dial ...... No. ......"

Jiang Zimu perfunctorily pressed a few times on the surface of the mango, swept Xiao Lizao, and hummed: "Go, go, go over there and call." ”

"Uh-huh, hey-hey......"

In this way, Xiao Da Idol leaned against the wall with his trouser pocket, put his ear on a mango with a solemn face, and began to communicate with the other world.

Taking advantage of this momentary pause, Jiang Zimu thought about it again and again, and still tried to dial the promised WeChat number.

Unlike Gu Suixin's 50:0 no chance of winning, after three consecutive times no one answered, the fourth time he waited for the sound for less than ten seconds, Jiang Zimu finally saw Xu Xiaodi's red and fiery trance face on the screen.

"Hey...... Hey hey ......"

"Let me be well, which one is it...... Big beauty... Looking for me?"

"Eh~~~ little sister...... Hello... Good Duck ...... Delivery... Make friends...... Friends wow......"

Yes, yes, it's not a family, it's not a door.

Xiao Li had already made a promise to the two brothers, and they were drunk and crazy, and even the common sentences were the same.

Jiang Zimu squinted his eyes and looked carefully at the background in the lens, well, that's right, it's indeed in Mr. Xiao's villa.

At this time, without waiting for the promise to speak again, Kyoko's pampered face appeared on the screen instead.

"Zimu. ”

"Hmm. ”

"I'm so sorry to call so late...... But ......"

Jiang Zimu poked his head, secretly glanced at Xiao Lizao, who was still "on the phone", sighed, and whispered to Gongzi: "You over there...... Are you alright?"

"It's gone. ”

Kyoko's voice is particularly reassuring.

Jiang Zimu pursed his mouth, and pointed the camera at Xiao Lizao in the corner, and as soon as he turned back, he couldn't stop shaking his head.

"Drink...... Drunk high...... I've been drinking crazy for hours. ”

KYOKO NODDED GENTLY, HELD HER MOBILE PHONE AND TOOK A PICTURE OF THE LIVING ROOM OF THE VILLA, TACITLY SPEAKING, SLAY THE AUDIENCE.

"At the end of the tour, everyone was very happy. ”

"When I drank wine, I naturally indulged a little. ”

"Everyone else has been arranged to rest at Xiaonuo's house. ”

"I'm here with dates, taking care of the remaining three. ”

Although Gongzi's description is light and light, looking at the promise of silly music rolling around on the ground, Quan Lezheng singing with his teeth and claws on the side, and Gu Suixin who is lying on the sofa honestly, but his mouth keeps humming and chirping with Quan Lezheng, Jiang Zimu suddenly felt that the situation of "all the people annihilated" on Gongzi's side can be called the real "human suffering", and he only has to deal with one Xiao Li who has long been crying and grabbing the ground like this, without any face, and he is really a younger brother.

In an instant, this tattered heart was "okay" again.

"Come on, Xiao Lizao, you are a bitch, what else do you have the ability to be a demon, all for the old lady to show!"

"The old lady has a strong heart, and she can fight for another five hundred years!"

Jiang Zimu was healed instantly, and the proud Chong Gongzi made a fighting gesture, pursed his lips, wished each other well, and decisively ended the call.

A few sentences of dialogue made Jiang Zimu's dark comparison heart unprecedentedly satisfied, and dozens of seconds of chat helped Jiang Zimu gain endless courage to hold on until dawn.

However, just when Jiang Zimu was reborn and eager to try, Xiao Da Idol was impatient to continue to give the young Jiang Zimu a master public class with his extremely original demon making methods and unpredictable demon making art.

Without warning, Xiao Lizao's mango machine suddenly took off, took a step with long legs, and went to the Mengqiqi doll in the living room.

"Huh?"

Jiang Zimu was stunned: Hehe, even if you are drunk, you can still tell the price of the item. Look at tonight, what is the most expensive thing in my house, and now it's okay, and finally stretch out the claws of the devil to the root of all evil, Meng Qiqi?

Tsk, okay, I'll see what kind of demon you can do if you kill a thousand knives.

Xiao Li's early purpose is very strong, as long as his eyesight can reach, all the cute dolls, cushions, and pillows are all spared, and they are all piled up on the latex mattress.

Jiang Zimu only had a hundred million small question marks in his mind, and his heart said Is this going to be a meeting or sleeping? Just as he was puzzled, he saw Mr. Xiao's eyes firmly striding into the meteor, and the spirit boy clicked in, and walked towards him in a serpentine shape.

Hair...... Wool?

"Let's go...... Let's play ......"

Looking at Xiao Li's arm that was about to wrap around his waist, Jiang Zimu ejected, and was so frightened that he almost knelt on the sofa to perform a worship of heaven and earth.

"Let go...... I'll go!"

When Xiao Li heard this, he was stunned, his big eyes flashed, and he smiled like a Tie Hanhan.

"Don't ...... Don't make a fuss...... Kittens can't... Walking on your own...... Hug ......"

Hug your grandma's legs!

"Who am I, you say? No, what am I?"

Xiao Li pursed his lips early and meowed, "Xiao...... Kitty. ”

Jiang Zimu swallowed his saliva, gave up resistance, bent his legs slightly, and with an extremely funny bullfrog posture, Mu Ran was hugged to the edge of the mattress by Xiao Lizao.

"The old lady really doubts that you have sobered up, and the questions and answers are quite smooth. ”

"That's it...... The worldview is a little weird. ”

Forget it, Xiao Da Idol's own worldview is not necessarily normal.

After lining up with a group of koala bears, monkey paper giraffes, and sharks, Jiang Zimu, the largest "little kitten" on the surface, finally entered the state.

"Scream... I'll call you...... Small dried fish. ”

"Meow~Meow~~"

"Hey...... Good cat cat ......"

"That's right...... Kittens love to be clean...... ...... to lick their paws"

Jiang Zimu: Lick the dog, lick everything to the end, lick the cat, lick the waist to the end.

Endure it.

"Huh!" Xiao Lizao grabbed several monkey tails with one hand, and patted Jiang Zimu behind him with the other, straightened up, and looked puzzled.

"Kitten...... Yours... Where's the tail?"

Jiang Zimu smiled awkwardly, seeing that Xiao Lizao's paws were about to stick to his buttocks, a spirit excited, and shouted, "Wash!"

"The tail is washed, and it can be pressed tomorrow, meow~~~"

"Oh......"

Xiao Li blinked, and didn't seem to feel that something was wrong. Scratching his head, he picked up a large Monchiqi in his hand, pinched the monkey's ears, pinched the monkey's feet, and said something he didn't understand at all.

Jiang Zimu: As long as you can leave me alone, the humanoid cat can squat here until you are old.

Xiao Li nodded a little bit of Meng Qiqi's black nose from time to time in the morning, pressed the little doll to his face to play with a kiss, and finally wrapped four or five of his arms, nodded and smiled, and tied a few tails together, and with a snort, he threw the doll strings into the sky.

Jiang Zimu held his hands and wept in his heart while watching. As soon as I closed my eyes, I made a clear mark on the small notebook - additional, doll depreciation expenses, and, Monchiqi purchase expenses!

I don't know how long it took, but Jiang Zimu, who was half-asleep and half-awake, suddenly noticed that something was wrong: Huh, how could a world with drunken maniacs be so quiet?

Trying his best to raise his eyelids, he saw Mr. Xiao staring at him stunned.

Yo~~~I'll go~~~

Jiang Zimu's originally narrowed eyes instantly bulged into glass balls, back and forth, dripping and turning.

Big eyes to big eyes, the two faces of confusion are no more than half an arm's length apart.

"Little ...... Kitten ......"

Jiang Zimu didn't dare to move, and in the next second, a pair of big hands pinched his cheeks.

"Hey...... Lovely......"

Xiao Lizao squinted his eyes, smiling like a well-fed and well-fed stupid dog, rubbing his thumb in circles on Jiang Zimu's face, and sometimes adding a little force to pinch Jiang Zimu's small face into an oval.

"Meow Meow Meow ......"

Forget about pinching his face, Xiao Li took away one hand, and moved to the bottom of Jiang Zimu's face, and a few fingers alternately raised Jiang Zimu's delicate chin.

"Mmmm, wouldn't that be better?"

Jiang Zimu's head and neck were exerted at the same time, and as soon as they squeezed each other, a circle of soft double chins came out.

"Hey...... So cute......"

Well, customer experience is important. After all, the competition is fierce now, and the official crackdown on illegal cat sucking is also strong, and if the underground cat sucking club wants to make a profit, it must improve the quality of service and increase customer stickiness.

"Meow...... Meow Meow ......"

"Hmm......"

I wanted to get by like this, but I didn't expect that Xiao Da Idol had to inch in, and when he shrank his hand, a handsome face came over.

It's closer, it's ...... It's close again.

Jiang Zimu's braincase is like a Mentos meeting Coke, thunderous and hot.

I could see the two miscellaneous hairs on the left side of Xiao Lizao's eyebrows, the curled lower eyelashes guarded by the lying silkworms, the emergency invisible acne patch on the bridge of his nose, and the light brown playful mole at the corner of his lips like flowers......

Jiang Zimu pursed his lips, swallowed his saliva very inappropriately, lowered his head slightly, and caught a glimpse of Mr. Xiao's slender fingers on the edge of the mattress, and the just right green tendons on the back of his hand, all of which were about to be killed at this moment.

Xiao Lizao: We promised not to take the lead in using "beauty crit", but now, the props for drunken madness are all used for almost a mile.

Zaozilin: Jimei, are you hungry together?

Jiang Zimu: Hehe, please be nice.

didn't wait for Xiao Li to react, with a bang, a standard meow fist, and it hit Xiao Da Idol's chin.

Bang dang ~~~

Hehe, do you want to pretend to be crazy with alcohol and take advantage of the old lady? First ask the old lady's Muay Thai coach if she agrees?