Although the current Xinglang has gained strong strength, he has not been able to fully control it, not to mention that he does not know how to do the doppelganger, it is impossible to guard the village 24 hours a day, and he still has to introduce the object to Sun Xing, otherwise he will have to be killed by the monkey with a stick.

After thinking about it, in order to make a fool of himself, Xinglang decided to let his brothers also drink lark wine.

After taking the attention, he untied the palm-sized gourd tied to the waistband of his trousers, and quietly poured the lark wine into four wine glasses, and then poured a little beer on it.

Watching the Bailing wine pass by drop by drop, his heart was dripping blood.

But for the sake of the village, why not sacrifice some immortal wine!

"After drinking this cup, let's disperse. ”

Xinglang pushed the three cups in front of Niu Dali and the others, and the three guys were not polite, like an old cow drinking water, they drank all the wine in one sip, and the Xinglang who watched it wanted to scold.

What a!

Such a good immortal wine, actually drinking it as plain water, is too bad for good things!

"Well, it's such a strange beer, it's sweet in the mouth, and it has a fragrant aftertaste, and the whole person feels refreshed after drinking it, how is it completely different from the ones I drank before?"

Niu Dali smacked his lips, trying to taste the reason.

"Good wine!"

Li Hu couldn't help but admire, his eyes glowing.

Yu Tienan was an obscene guy, ran to Xing Lang's side, stabbed the latter with his elbow, and said with a smile: "Ah Lang, give me a taste of your cup too." ”

"Flash aside!"

Xinglang glanced at the lewd guy, and when he saw the three of them with relish, he couldn't help but recall the wonderful taste of lark wine in his mind, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Luckily, I kept a glass for myself. ”

Just as the torturer stretched out his hand to get the wine glass, a white and delicate "thief hand" suddenly appeared next to him, and snatched the wine glass at a lightning speed.

Xing Lang was instantly stunned, and when he turned around, Wei Xinxin had already finished drinking, licking his lips with his tongue, and was looking at him with a smile.

"Little chair, you ......"

Xinglang's eyes widened, and he almost fainted.

"Wow, Brother Lang, it turns out that this wine is so delicious, it's much better than Coke Sprite!" Wei Xinxin completely ignored how ugly Xinglang's face was, and said to herself.

Burst~~!

Hearing this, Xing Lang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Coke Sprite?

Please, this is a fairy wine that cures all diseases, the flesh and bones of the living dead, and the ingredients in it are all fairy fruits, fairy grass, flowers and other spiritual materials, which are pure natural and pollution-free, can those spicy chicken carbonated drinks be compared?

This is the first time that the "little chair" that Xinglang thinks is cute, and he is particularly hateful, and he can't wait to strangle him!

But after drinking all the wine, it's impossible for her to vomit out, and she's eating vomit, right?

In the end, the torturer could only give up.

After the dismissal, Xinglang was not worried that Zhao Zhiqing was alone, so he sent him home first, and then returned to his home.

As soon as he arrived home, he didn't bother to take a bath, so he went back to his room and lay on his bed, through the glass window, he could see the silent night sky outside, the starlight was gathering, as beautiful as a pearl in the sea, and it was like a fairy who couldn't stand the emptiness of the heavenly court, and the tears that fell suddenly were filled with a touch of sadness and loneliness in the brightness.

Crunch......

Before he knew it, he fell into a deep sleep, and at this moment, the door of his room was slowly pushed open, and then it seemed that someone was lying down, and the soft mattress suddenly sank.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, a pair of fair-skinned and slender legs can be vaguely seen.

The next morning, the crisp chirping of birds came from outside the courtyard, and the warm sunlight poured into the house, which immediately filled the room with warmth.

Yesterday he got together with good friends, he was in a good mood, and he drank a lot of alcohol, so he slept very deeply last night.

Yawned, Xinglang wanted to sit up, but found that something was pressing on him, slowly opened his eyes, only to see a pair of white long legs, resting on his body, and a tender little hand on his chest.

A standard oval face, a tall nose, a small nose, and jet-black hair draped over the bed.

Looking down along the slender jade neck, the girl was wearing a light silk one-piece pajama dress, and the shoulder straps on the fragrant shoulders that were slightly thicker than the hair slid down, and the picture was particularly fragrant.

And one of the arms of the torturer was pressed under the head by the girl as a pillow.

"It seems that this is the legendary ghost press. ”

Xinglang smiled self-deprecatingly, and continued to close his eyes, ready to get some sleep, but within a few seconds, he suddenly opened the lie again, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

Where is such a good-looking female ghost!

And this "female ghost", how can there be a strong daughter fragrance, I have heard that ghosts have grievances, but I have never heard of ghosts have body fragrance? And the body is still warm!

"I'm going, am I going to the wrong house?"

After looking at the surrounding environment, it is indeed my own home!

The torturer mechanic turned his head and tapped the girl's forearm with his finger, the silky and extremely elastic touch, clearly a living person.

"Thirty-six plans, go for the top plan!"

When the torturer was about to find a way to get out, the sleeping girl wrinkled her nose, and then opened her eyes sleepily, and the girl also habitually closed her eyes, but then opened them again, and her eyes stared at the strange man sleeping beside her.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while.

"Hehe, hello, welcome to my bed......"

Xinglang barely squeezed out a smile on his face and said hello to the girl, but after he finished speaking, he immediately regretted it incomparably, what a mess, what nonsense he was talking about.

Why don't you say, "You're welcome to sleep with me"!

The girl's face was stunned, and the afterglow happened to catch the hand that Xinglang was about to retract, but was frozen in mid-air, and at this moment, the "groping pig hand" was less than half a ruler away from her chest.

Thinking that the torturer was going to touch her, the girl screamed in horror.

"Ah......h

The high-decibel sharp voice almost pierced the eardrums of the torturer, and while screaming, the girl picked up the pillow and smashed it desperately at the torturer.

"Stop screaming, baa

The fluff in the pillow ran out, and the torturer ate a mouthful of hair.

In the end, he couldn't stand the piercing screams, and a raptor rolled over, grabbed one of the girl's wrists with one hand, pressed it on the bed, and pressed her mouth with the other hand, pressing it under him.

"Stop yelling, I'm not a good person, phew, I'm not a bad person!"

When I woke up early in the morning, I saw a beautiful beautiful girl sleeping next to me, and Xingrou didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Look at your clothes, I haven't touched you!"