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The girl's smiling face was already red as if she was about to drip blood, and she said as if she was still unconvinced: "Come and drink, drink again." ”

"Hmph...... I don't believe anything beats you. ”

Looking at Xie Meimei on the other side, she is no better than her daughter at this time.

She struggled to support her chin with both hands, so that she did not lie on the table like her daughter.

"Teacher Xiao Yang, I didn't expect you to be so good at drinking......" The alcohol made Xie Meimei completely lose her usual dignity and reserve.

She looked at Yang Xiaolin without hesitation, her eyes seemed to be flooding, and she was full of charm.

Yang Xiaolin couldn't help but think of Lao Tian's words: Born charming.

But he wasn't in much of a mood to appreciate it now, for he found it as if he had drunk both masters.

It's also wronged to say, he really didn't want to pour wine on their mother and daughter.

It was Xie Meimei and Xie Yuting, who kept toasting with different excuses.

He knew for himself, and of course this little wine was perfectly fine for him.

I am a guest again, and the host is so hospitable, of course, it is not easy to refuse, so the wine is drunk one after another.

How did he know that his eyes were getting brighter and brighter when he drank, which was obviously not in line with Xie Yuting and Xie Meimei's plan.

So, they continued to toast.

Before, Xie Meimei was worried that she was drinking too fast, so she kept giving Yang Xiaolin vegetables and asking him to eat more vegetables.

Later, I don't know if it was because I was not convinced, or because I was in a hurry, and the toast never stopped at all.

As a result, they drank and drank, and both of them looked drunk.

Do the math, especially in the middle and late stages, Yang Xiaolin is basically a pair of two, the mother and daughter each drink one glass, and he has to drink two glasses.

Hey, it's nerve-wracking, how to clear the scene in a while, Yang Xiaolin rubbed his temples.

Now he can only pray that both mother and daughter are good drinkers.

Otherwise, they will start to get drunk and go crazy, and he will have a headache even more.

"Teacher Xiao Yang, do you think that if I also study with Yuting, can I be admitted to university?" Xie Meimei suddenly asked.

Yang Xiaolin was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly, hearing this, he knew that Xie Meimei was drunk.

Yang Xiaolin knew that for drunk people, it was best to go along with it.

"Aunt Xie, you are so smart, it must be fine." Yang Xiaolin said.

Xie Meimei's originally cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, with a little excitement and a little joy.

"Then when Yuting is admitted to university, I will ask Teacher Xiao Yang to be my tutor, you won't refuse." Xie Meimei looked at Yang Xiaolin expectantly.

Can Yang Xiaolin refuse, he could only nod and smile: "Aunt Xie can afford it, that's my honor." ”

"Great...... With the guidance of Mr. Xiao Yang, I will definitely be able to go to university......"

Poof, Xie Meimei finally couldn't hold back the strength of the wine and lay on the dinner table.

Yang Xiaolin looked at this pair of drunk mother and daughter, and couldn't cry or laugh.

These two are too relieved of themselves.

If the person they invited today was a scum like Goofy, maybe something would happen.

Scratching his head, he glanced at the four empty Moutai bottles.

Roughly calculated, Xie Meimei and Xie Yuting, a mother and daughter, each drank at least one bottle of high-grade liquor.

In order to avoid a headache when they get up early tomorrow morning, Yang Xiaolin went to the refrigerator to find a few cartons of milk.

Pouring the milk into the bowl, he helped Xie Yuting up first, and then heard Xie Yuting still say in a daze: "Let's drink again, I'm not afraid of your ......"

Yang Xiaolin smiled bitterly: "The wine is here, open your mouth." ”|

Sure enough, as soon as Xie Yuting heard that it was wine, she immediately opened her mouth unconvinced: "Hmph, just drink it...... it."

As Xie Yuting drank the milk for a night, Yang Xiaolin slapped her behind her back a few more times.

I saw that Xie Yuting's expression gradually soothed, and her breathing became more and more stable.

Okay, let's get this girl back to her room first.

Yang Xiaolin carried Xie Yuting on her shoulders and walked into her bedroom.

After settling Xie Yuting down, Yang Xiaolin returned to the dinner table.

Xie Meimei was lying on the dining table, her plump curves making it impossible for her upper body to leave any gap between her upper body and the dining table.

On her blushing face, because of a slight frown, coupled with pursing her lips from time to time, if you only look at her face and expression, she actually feels a little young girl.

Yang Xiaolin took another glass of milk and came to Xie Meimei's side.

Although the steps are the same as milking Xie Yuting just now, the process is much more fragrant.

It's not that Yang Xiaolin has a plan, and he is careless.

It's really Xie Meimei's figure, which is much busier and sexier than her daughter.

For example, Yang Xiaolin held her shoulders so that she could raise her head, but she leaned on Yang Xiaolin.

Suddenly it was full of soft fragrance and had no backbone.

Another example is Yang Xiaolin pouring milk to Xie Meimei, she raised her head and raised her chest, and the curve of her upper body was extremely perfect, and even a little exaggerated in front of Yang Xiaolin.

In fact, the movements and postures of their mother and daughter are similar, but the different fullness, when doing the same posture, the visual impact and physical sensation brought by them are completely different.

Finally poured a bowl of milk into Xie Meimei's mouth, Yang Xiaolin also breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to pat her back.

However, Xie Meimei did not sleep peacefully like her daughter, but opened her eyes.

"Teacher Xiao Yang, thank you." Xie Mei pursed her lips and thanked her.

It seems that although Xie Meimei was full of drunkenness before, she has always been quite sober in her heart, and she is much better than her daughter in this regard.

Yang Xiaolin saw Xie Meimei open her eyes and was about to help her go back to the room to rest.

Who would have thought that after she said this, her head tilted towards him, looking drunk and weak.

Yes, it looks like we still have to carry her back to the room.

After coming to Xie's house many times, Yang Xiaolin naturally knew that Xie Meimei's room was that one, although he had never been there.

Looking at Xie Meimei, who was leaning on him, Yang Xiaolin scratched his head a little.

Speaking of which, for these girls, especially drunk girls, he still has more experience in carrying them.

But Xie Meimei is nominally a generation older than him after all, and he seems to be a little disrespectful if he carries it.

But in addition to carrying it, the words of hugging seem to be ambiguous.

Fortunately, Xie Meimei still looks awake, and if she can cooperate a little, she can carry her back to the room.

"Aunt Xie, I'll send you to rest." Yang Xiaolin asked tentatively.

I don't know if Xie Meimei heard it clearly, anyway, Yang Xiaolin saw her nodding faintly, so she agreed.

With his back to Xie Meimei, he put her arms on her shoulders.

Grabbing her leg with a little more force, Xie Meimei lay on her shoulder.

Feeling some strength in the arms on his shoulders, Yang Xiaolin stood up with confidence.

After only taking two steps, Yang Xiaolin frowned slightly, clinging to the body on his back, which made him a little uncomfortable.

And the smell mixed with alcohol and mature women's body fragrance made him feel a little restless all over his body.

took a deep breath, eased the somewhat strange emotions, and continued to walk towards Xie Meimei's room.

Putting Xie Meimei from his back on the bed, Yang Xiaolin breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the whole person was much more relaxed.

Help her take off her shoes and cover her with a quilt.

After doing this, Yang Xiaolin was ready to leave.

When I looked up, I saw several picture frames hanging on the wall above the head of the bed.

At first, Yang Xiaolin thought it was a few photos, but soon he found out that they were a few sketches.

The protagonists of each painting are two women, one large and one small.

Yang Xiaolin glanced at it twice, and recognized it as Xie Meimei and Xie Yuting's mother and daughter.

In the first painting, Xie Yuting looks like she is only five or six years old, and the latest painting is probably painted in the last six months.

The other protagonist, Xie Meimei, doesn't seem to have changed much.

It is also not known who painted these portraits.

Xie Yuting's girl's hobby is taekwondo, and Yang Xiaolin has never seen a painting in her room, so she guesses that it was not painted by her.

It is likely that their author is Xie Meimei.

I didn't expect Xie Meimei to have such a good level of painting.

Yang Xiaolin looked around the room again and found a few more paintings, all of which were landscape paintings.

To his surprise, in Xie Meimei's room, there was no trace of her husband, that is, Xie Yuting's father.

Come to think of it, Xie Yuting's girl never seemed to mention her father.

It seems that this girl has been in a single-parent family since she was a child, and she has no father's love, which is quite pitiful.

Yang Xiaolin sighed in his heart, turned around and prepared to leave.

found that the corner of his clothes was pulled by Xie Meimei.

When I turned my head to look, I saw Xie Meimei with her eyes closed, which seemed to be an unconscious movement in her sleep.

Smiled, gently pulled her hand away, and put it down.

Suddenly, I heard Xie Meimei say a little vaguely: "I also want to see the red leaves of Lushan Mountain......"

Yang Xiaolin stopped when he heard this, looked at Xie Meimei, and saw that he turned over, turned his back to him, and still muttered in his mouth: "I haven't been there yet, can you take me with you......"

Probably talking in a dream, Yang Xiaolin shook his head and smiled, and said, "Okay, then let's go together." ”

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, Xie Meimei slept quietly.

Coming out of Xie Meimei's room, Yang Xiaolin came to the kitchen first and cleaned up the dining table.

In the kitchen, clean the dishes and utensils.

After doing this, he stretched himself out, went to the living room and looked at the clock, and found that it was almost twelve o'clock.

It's been this time, and there are still two drunks sleeping inside, so someone has to watch here tonight.

Looking at the sofa in the living room, Yang Xiaolin shrugged his shoulders helplessly, it seems that he has to sleep on the sofa again today.

Before going to bed, he went to Xie Yuting, and Xie Meimei's room went around.

The two girls didn't lift the quilt, but Xie Yuting's girl probably heard the footsteps and yelled twice to drink water.

Yang Xiaolin poured a glass of cold water on the girl, and she went to sleep honestly.

Yang Xiaolin left the corridor lamp and lay on the sofa with his clothes closed.

Moonlight shines through the window and into the living room.

The silvery white cold light makes everything seem so peaceful and peaceful.

If the moon had aura life, the moonlight was his gaze.

The information that that gaze brought to him must have surprised and surprised him a little.

Because this is the first time that a man has spent the night in this room.