Xiao Li took a shower and dried his hair, wore Jiang Zimu's newly bought leisure suit, and sat honestly at the dinner table.

The disposable hair dye has been completely washed off, the purple hair has turned black, soft and collapsed on the head, occasionally one or two dull hairs, under the action of the wind through the hall, standing up coldly, stretching left and right to do radio gymnastics.

Without a little makeup, it looks particularly refreshing, and the innate smooth white skin makes the verdant slag that has grown all night more vibrant.

The same clothes as the brother in the community, with the expression of the kindergarten doll with a strong desire for knowledge and zero desire to survive, is a well-behaved baby who has not been weaned at the age of three.

"Goddess, you did all this?"

Looking at the four dishes and one soup in front of him, Xiao Lizao couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Carrot and corn rib soup, mushroom lettuce, shrimp balls in tomato sauce, pan-fried tofu, black bean bacon.

The combination of meat and vegetables, balanced nutrition, not to mention the good looks, smells too tempting, right?

"Isn't it okay to invite you to dinner?"

"Well, I'm just curious, I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be so good. ”

"I didn't even taste it, and I started blowing rainbow farts?"

Jiang Zimu lowered his eyebrows, skillfully filled two bowls of rice, and handed them to Xiao Lizao's eyes, "Let's go, I tossed for so long yesterday, and I didn't eat breakfast today, I must be hungry." ”

"Uh-huh. ”

Xiao Li had already stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth, chewed it, and his face was full of happiness.

"Delicious...... Hehe, it's really delicious!"

"Oh woo...... This shrimp ...... Hmmm...... Sweet and sour......"

"Really ......"

"Stop!"

"I know that my cooking is delicious, don't chatter, eat yours honestly!"

Without waiting for Xiao Li to finish speaking, Jiang Zimu had once again clarified the rules of the dinner table of "food without saying a word". Xiao Da Idol's brilliant rhetoric in his mind was useless, although he was a little aggrieved, but the two pieces of bacon that had just been sent into his mouth instantly made the local weather cloudy and clear.

Hmph, if you don't say it, you won't say it. My diners' comments, but they can be accurate to every grain of rice, and if you don't listen, it's a big loss. As for me, I just had a good time, saved my tongue, and gave myself a few more chopsticks to taste the taste.

"Goddess, the last sentence - your rice is so good, in the future, you will do more and eat less takeout. ”

"What's the matter? I cook more, so I give you a lot of opportunities to eat?"

"Tut-tut......" Xiao Lizao was holding the bowl and puffing out his cheeks, looking like a chipmunk who was praying.

"Why don't you just add an extra pair of chopsticks? Big deal, why don't I pay you a monthly living allowance?"

Well, no matter how you listen to this, there is a kind of naturalness that transcends the capitalist employment relationship, as if the next moment, Mr. Xiao will be able to move in with his bags, eat and drink with Jiang Zimu, and start to live together without shame.

Looking at Xiao Li's deformed eyes when he laughed early, Jiang Zimu was very pitiful Gu Suixin: No way, which landlord doesn't have a few stupid sons who don't look good?

Without saying much, Jiang Zimu silently sandwiched a piece of tofu for himself, hesitated to take a bite, looked at the expression of enjoyment on the other side of the table like eating the full banquet of the Manchurian people, shook his head, and sighed slightly.

Don't say anything, eat, eat, eat and get on the road.

Waiting for Xiao Da Idol to eat seven points full, put aside his rice bowl, drank two sips of soup, and finally couldn't hold it anymore and went straight to the point.

"That...... Didn't you say that when I took a shower, you would help me remember last night?"

Xiao Lizao: Give me a clear answer, I can ask Gu's mother to arrange an official statement. We are serious idols, and we will never do that kind of thing that lies and deceives fans, not to mention, Lao Tzu is a pure man, and he can't let you compromise and live a disgraceful life.

Jiang Zimu naturally couldn't understand the causal relationship between the restoration of the "crime scene" and the officially announced relationship, shrugged his shoulders, looked up and down at the other seat, and could only see the irrepressible smile, capitalized and bold four words - "fearless", rounded to Jiang Zimu, it was the heroism of generously dying.

"In such a hurry?"

"A must. ”

Xiao Lizao clapped his hands, brushed his bangs and continued to play handsome, "You don't know, how terrifying this feeling of memory loss is!"

"Have you seen Nolan's "Memory Fragments?"

"That guy, who knows what big news this universe idol has made during the time he forgot!"

Hehe, you are too deep in the play, don't you just drink fragments, even if it is a 007 series of movies, it can't hide the fact that you were always a mouse carrying a gun in the nest last night, working hard and losing money and drinking crazy.

"Hey, I knew what I was doing with so much beer, why did I drink so much. ”

Probably, I just want to test the corrosion resistance of my floor.

"Hey, greedy cups and mistakes, I still haven't been able to reach the realm of a thousand cups without getting drunk!"

Jiang Zimu sighed, couldn't listen to it anymore, calmly put the soup bowl aside, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Clams, how many cups, how many cups are not drunk?"

"Don't make a fuss, just the amount of alcohol you drink, change it to a bullet glass, and a three-year-old child can count it well?"

Jiang Zimu patted the back of his head impatiently, and his eyes rolled: What are you bragging about at this time? As far as your little amount of alcohol is concerned, the old lady mentioned it face-to-face, and she was all ashamed of you.

"Dear, yesterday you brought a total of eight cans of beer, you have two cans, I have one can, and the remaining five cans, I have already settled in the refrigerator for the gold master's father. ”

"To be honest, I saw that you started talking nonsense after drinking less than two cans yesterday...... Tsk, this heart of mine, it's really down to the bottom, and I can't catch it~~~"

Xiao Lizao: "Uh...... Hehe. Quantity alone, there is no comparison. ”

Huh. I drank a little bit of wine last night, and I still haven't regained my balance?

"Then I will use more intuitive figures to help you have an objective and sober understanding of your own alcohol consumption. ”

"I've seen it, and what you brought was a light beer with a content of only 2.5, which is at least one percentage point lower than the average type of beer, and this can, which is only 330 milliliters, and I drank two cans, which is almost 13 grams of alcohol. ”

"Let's put it this way, half two 53 degrees of Moutai, that's the number. ”

Jiang Zimu opened his mouth at Xiao Lizao, "Half a tael, do you see it, leave me here, it's just a matter of one mouth." ”

Without waiting for Xiao Da Aidou to make up for himself, Jiang Zimu already shook his head, swallowed a big mouthful of pork rib soup, and said with a smile: "Since you are so anxious, I don't talk nonsense." It's better to be respectful than to obey, and this will help you get your memories back. ”

Early death and early superbirth, in the next life, you must remember to reincarnate with your brain.

Xiao Lizao's actor suddenly woke up, pursed his lips, and felt that the originally expected romance film seemed to be going off the road of horror and horror, "Yesterday...... Handsome...... Is it an exaggeration?"

"It's not good!"

Jiang Zimu sneered, "Let's put it this way, if I had known that you could say those drunken words last night, even if my supper was perfunctory, I wouldn't dare to just cook you a plate of pasta." ”

Xiao Lizao: Clams?

"Anyway, I have to fry a few more peanuts for you!"

About twelve hours ago.

Xiao Li had already mustered up the courage, returned to the living room from the kitchen, sat down on the sofa opposite Jiang Zimu, secretly glanced at it, and poured two sips of wine in a hurry.

"Well, you say, what now. ”

Jiang Zimu's face was full of bitterness and hatred, stretching his waist and yawning again, thinking of Xiao Li's three times earlier, familiar with the way to come over to rub the rice and rub the bed, the anger in his heart rushed out.

"Uh...... I'm right there...... The couch will come down. ”

After all, I didn't prepare a change of clothes, and I was really embarrassed to occupy the guest room after the concert.

"Whatever you want, whatever you want. ”

"Anyway, let's talk about it, tomorrow morning, as soon as I wake up, I'll come over to pick up people. ”

As soon as the words fell, looking at the pointer on the wall that had passed twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Jiang Zimu shook his head uncontrollably, feeling that the tendon that had been tense in his brain was still fused, thinking about resting for a while to nourish his brain, he never thought that his eyes were closed, his breathing gradually slowed down, his body shrank into the sofa, and he dozed off uncontrollably.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Zimu had already unfolded a magnificent long picture scroll in his sleep. The number of characters and the twists and turns of the plot are comparable to the Qingming Riverside Picture.

Hearing Xiao Lizao shouting loudly in his ear again, Jiang Zimu shuddered coldly. Looking up at the watch, well, I slept for less than five minutes.

"God...... Wake up, Wake up!"

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Zimu rubbed his eyes, only to find that Xiao Lizao had sat directly on the floor, with an empty can at his feet, still holding a listen in his hand, his eyes narrowed, his cheeks were red, his mouth was open, and his accent was loud and slow, like Santa Claus.

"I ...... Actually, come here...... I want to ......"

Jiang Zimu keenly felt that something was wrong, and he had already foreseen that what he was going to listen to next was most likely the words that he had pretended to be stupid and refused to say, swallowing his saliva, and his chest was pounding hard.

"It's over, it's over, this catastrophe can't be avoided!"

"Oh my God! You can't do that to me!"

"To be reasonable, I should have three days left to buffer the preparation period!"

"Goddess ......"

Sure enough.

"I ...... Endure... Enjoy...... Like yours. ”

"Really! You... Trust me!"

Xiao Li had already sent the second can of beer that he had just opened to his mouth, and after four or five sips, he felt that his brain and tongue were all opened at 0.5 times the speed.

"First Asian Tour game...... I'll just follow you... Confessed, but what about you...... Didn't ...... It's nothing... Indicates ......"

"I miss you... Maybe...... Haven't understood my ...... yet I mean. ”

"I really...... Felt...... With you... Can...... Happy!"

Xiao Lizao scratched his head, took two more sips of wine, and nodded his head while talking. I don't know if all musicians are so professional, even if they are drunk, their movements are still so rhythmic.

"Although...... Your long ...... No... How nice is it...... It's not a good temper, it's not very good......"

"Every time...... They all scolded me ...... Scolding with ...... Grandson... It's like ......"

"Critical ...... Are you still ...... Avarice...... It seems like... Grande ......"

"Blackheart...... Race over the week...... Zhou Papi ......"

Jiang Zimu shrunk his hands and feet and hid in the corner of the sofa, and when Xiao Lizao said this, his face was full of black question marks: "Big brother, I have reason to suspect that you are pretending to be drunk and doing "diss" in the name of "confession".

Honestly, your old eyes that are "good at discovering advantages" are sure that you will not be blinded by others? And your old "language skills" have never been beaten by girls before?

Xiao Li raised his head and took another sip of wine, and then squinted and opened his mouth wide, smacking his big fat tongue in disgust.

"I am...... Like...... You really like it...... Love you!"

Jiang Zimu: Dear, you're always cheesy like this, and you don't need this kind of routine in romance novels now, okay?

"That ......" Xiao Da Idol took another sip of wine, accidentally choked, and coughed for a long time.

After that, he put the beer aside and stood up slowly, with the same hands and feet, and walked towards Jiang Zimu with space steps.

"God...... Goddess ...... Would you like... Willing...... ...... with me One... Together?"

"You... Feel relieved...... If you...... Agree...... My name is Gu ...... Gu Ma...... Immediately...... Official announcement ......"

"My fan...... Yes... Right to information...... And you...... Yes... To be envied...... rights. ”

Jiang Zimu watched Xiao Li walk towards him step by step, crooked, swaying, and seemed to be able to pounce in front of him in the next second. sighed, but couldn't help but whisper, "Dear, please, when you don't have an itinerary, can you watch idol dramas at home less?"

"God...... Goddess ...... Remember...... You've said that...... Words?"

Jiang Zimu looked at Xiao Lizao and shuddered, and rolled his eyes: Do you say a word when you are an old lady in January?

"You say ......"

"Say...... Japan will prosper me...... That Ben ...... It's ......"

What can't you beat with these eight poles? The guy is drunk and his mind is quite out-of-the-box!

With a snort, Xiao Da Idol knelt on the ground, pulled his hands and closed his eyes, and suddenly stopped only one centimeter away from Jiang Zimu.

At this time, Xiao Lizao's brain, like the starry sky in Van Gogh's pen, was constantly rotating. His eyes opened slightly, and he looked at Jiang Zimu nearby without blinking, and the rotating dynamic sky finally turned into a mysterious bottomless black hole, which seemed to suck all of Xiao Lizao's spirit into it.

Well, I ate a plate of pasta and drank two cans of beer, but why do I always feel like my throat is not in my stomach, and I am hungry and scratching my liver on the one hand, and I vaguely want to vomit on the other?

Hungry, perhaps...... It's because I want to eat it the most, but I haven't eaten it yet.

But why is it so cold again?

Xiao Lizao groped on the sofa several times, and the sense of orientation of being anesthetized made Jiang Zimu, who was close at hand, seem to be far away.

"Goddess ......"

"I ...... It's a little cold. ”

"Remember...... Your sentence...... Drill Timber ...... Drill Timber ...... Take the fire......"

, combined with the current form, Jiang Zimu understood in an instant, however, Jiang Mutou refused and threw a pound of lighters at you.

The old lady said so casually at the time, what kind of liberation, it's all nonsense. You can't take it out of context and look at it with "colored glasses"!

Jiang Zimu's little face was flushed with shame, and the tips of his heart trembled: crooked, the policeman Shu Huang? Yes, yes, it's still the same person last time! Not only is he drunk and crazy, but he also plays hooligan with smuggled goods!