Cheng Hao glanced at him angrily: "How much wine did you give her, how did she become like this?"

Lan Shaoqi scratched his head in embarrassment: "I really didn't give her a drink! It's because she drank it wrong, so let's just have a cup......"

Speak to the size of a glass: "Wow, it's that big!

Cheng Hao still glared at him fiercely.

Lan Shaoqi sighed: "Okay, okay, maybe it's more than that...... He ran to the bar himself and asked for a ......"

Seeing Cheng Hao's eyes glaring, Lan Shaoqi, who was very weak, took out his mobile phone and called the nightclub to ask.

After asking, even he himself was a little frightened.

"Hehe......" Lan Shaoqi smiled bitterly, not knowing how to tell Cheng Hao that Xiaoyuan actually drank a bottle of Hennessy.

At this moment, Xiang Xiaoyuan is still singing with high interest: "Today there is only a residual body, welcoming the glorious years, and holding on to freedom in the wind and rain." After a lifetime of hesitant struggles, self-confidence can change the future, ask who can do it!"

"Hehe, it's been a glorious time again......" Lan Shaoqi had nothing to say.

Cheng Hao had already heard the trembling answer from the other party on the other end of the phone, and he was so angry that he had no temper now.

Xiang Xiaoyuan poured a sip of wine, and the uncontrollable state after drinking a bottle of high alcohol made him helpless, and he could only watch her go crazy with alcohol.

Cheng Hao and Lan Shaoqi glanced at each other, and understood in their hearts that Xiang Xiaoyuan at this moment was like a machine with a disordered system, and the only thing you could do was to wait for her to slowly run out of battery and stop by herself.

Lan Shaoqi sighed and pounded his forehead: "When will she stop?"

Cheng Hao said angrily: "You go! I'll settle accounts with you when I go back!"

Lan Shaoqi hurriedly got up as if he had been amnestied, but he was still a little uneasy: "Can you do it alone?"

Cheng Hao lit a cigarette, then threw the car keys to him: "When she's crazy enough, stop it." ”

Lan Shaoqi smiled bitterly and quickly slipped away without mentioning it.

Cheng Hao sat there quietly with a cigarette, in fact, it was also an interesting experience to listen to Xiaoyuan singing so quietly.

Thinking of Xiao Yuan's cautious look at himself with a pair of uneasy eyes in the past, he frowned slightly.

How much of an unknown side Xiang Xiaoyuan has has always been a question he is very puzzled about.

Sometimes you think she's nagging and admitting death like an antique, sometimes you think she's headless and brainless like an isolated idiot, and sometimes you're thinking she's so clever and cunning that you can gnash your teeth.

Her smile and her voice are like angels, but sometimes she acts like a devil.

And now, she's just a true lunatic.

She's a madman, and she's a fool who goes crazy with her.

Thinking of this, Cheng Hao couldn't help laughing, it's okay, just accompany this little madman, I'm afraid such a small garden is rare.

As he thought so, Xiao Yuan's singing slowly stopped.

Cheng Hao got up slowly, and saw a small figure staggering out of the kitchen.

Cheng Hao hurriedly followed, followed Xiaoyuan who seemed to be sleepwalking to the living room, and watched her climb onto the coffee table and kneel there staring at the moon blankly.

Today's moon is particularly round, the moonlight is particularly bright, and a projection as white as frost and snow is reflected in the living room without the lights on.

Cheng Hao could clearly see Xiao Yuan's abyss-like eyes and butterfly-like long eyelashes like tentacles, as well as her slightly upturned nose and lips, and even the color of the skirt on her body could be seen clearly.

It was a large sunflower, but at the moment it was not golden, but a shallow blank space, more like the color of the moon.

Cheng Hao's heart suddenly tightened. Because the small garden in front of me is really so unreal, like a mirror image of the moon, as long as you reach out and touch it, it will crumble into ashes.

"Small Garden ......"

Cheng Hao held his breath and approached slowly, he was afraid that he would disturb her.

Xiang Xiaoyuan seemed to be hypnotized by the moonlight, and did not respond to his call.

Suddenly, she began to sing.

An ethereal voice immediately echoed in the villa, as if it did not belong to this shijie.

It's beautiful, it's dreamy, it's bleak.

"Moonlight Goddess?" Cheng Hao's scalp was numb for a while, and he didn't dare to approach it when he was nailed in place.

It was the first time he had felt like this, as if he was in a dream.

Whether she was in her own dream or herself in her dream, he couldn't tell anymore.

It's an almost supernatural feeling, with a little bit of fear and a little bit of seduction. The atmosphere of uncertainty permeated the air again, like smoke and fog, and when I stretched out my hand, I was afraid that it would all shatter into pieces of phantoms.

Xiang Xiaoyuan sang to the moon, and the moonlight edged her face with a layer of silver, which looked like a silver moon god.

Cheng Hao looked at her blankly, only to see Xiao Yuan gently turn her face, the corners of her mouth provoked a strange smile, her singing stopped, but the weird atmosphere was deeper.

Xiao Yuan hooked his fingers and motioned for Cheng Hao to come over.

At this moment, Cheng Hao's soul was no longer in his body, he could only move it mechanically like a puppet, and the thread was held in Xiao Yuan's hand.

Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at the man standing in front of him with a sad and mournful gaze, gently grabbed his shoulder, and wrapped his arms around his neck.

Her hands were cold, and the cold Cheng Hao shivered.

He woke up in an instant, as if he had been awakened from a dream.

He had fantasized about such a scene many times, and even he didn't know how much he wanted Xiang Xiaoyuan to be so close to him, smiling at him, in her eyes, in her heart, there was only one person in Shijie.

But now she is completely drunk and delirious, she is so close, but she is so strange in her eyes.

"Xiaoyuan, you're drunk. ”

Cheng Hao grabbed her waist, grabbed her cold hand, and said softly.

These hands had to be pulled away from her body, but at this moment, I wished she could stay a little longer.

"Brother Jingtao! Don't go! Don't go!"

Xiao Yuan seemed to have a premonition that his hand was about to be pulled away, and he hugged Cheng Hao more stubbornly.

But this sentence was like a sharp sword directly penetrating Cheng Hao's heart, and he didn't even hesitate at all, and broke free from her embrace.

She is like that, always unintentionally saying the cruelest things and doing the most cruel things.

"Don't go!" Xiao Yuan crawled on the coffee table, clutching the corners of Cheng Hao's clothes, like grasping a life-saving straw.

Cheng Hao felt that he was going crazy, but he couldn't do anything, he just wanted to escape now, he really couldn't watch her cry and call another man's name.

"Don't go! please!" Xiao Yuan cried, crying silently.

Cheng Hao felt that she was about to collapse, like a net, her voice firmly netted herself, and told herself in her heart that she wanted to leave, but her steps just couldn't move.

At this moment, Cheng Hao finally understood that he really owed her in his previous life.

Although she has always said that she owes herself in her previous life, it seems that she is here to collect debts.