It's actually a very difficult thing to get along.

How do you get along? If you don't hate it, you can get along?

Apparently not.

Not hating is just the premise of getting along, not hating still having to talk, and then the most important thing is that it must not contain ambiguous ingredients, and only when these three conditions are met can it be considered compatible.

Ah Jiu suddenly realizes that Sunny has become a friend of the opposite sex with him - unlike Taeyeon, he clearly knows that there is still a trace of ambiguity between him and Taeyeon.

But for Sunny, no, except for the visual appeal.

If Sunny wears slightly tighter clothes, it is difficult for a man's eyes not to focus somewhere, and Ah Jiu is also a man, of course, it is not exempt from vulgarity...... So when they both drank a little too much, he looked and looked and looked and looked and sighed in his heart as he watched, how nice it would be if Krystal had this size too......

"You!" Sunny looked at Ah Jiu with drunken eyes, raised a finger and shook it, "Bad man, where are you looking?"

Ah Jiu lay on the table, the effect of alcohol made his reason trance, and blurted out: "Chest!"

Sunny wasn't angry, and clicked on Ah Jiu's head: "I knew you were looking there, sure enough...... Men are all the same, do you like it? ”

Sunny puffed his chest up a little higher: "I can't sing as well as Taeyeon, I'm still the shortest, pretty...... Hehe, there's Yun'er here. I don't have any advantages, and this is the only advantage. Do you like it?"

"Hmm. Ah Jiu nodded, suddenly felt inappropriate, and added: "It's a man who likes it, I don't count." Not counting perverts. ”

"You're not stuttering again. Sunny got up slowly, sat down on Ah Jiu's side, and hooked his neck: "Are you drunk?"

"I ...... Didn't pretend, I ...... I don't know...... I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep......" Ah Jiu said intermittently, his voice getting quieter and quieter. In the end, all that was left was the movement of the lips, and no sound could be heard.

Sunny was also lying on the table, his hands folded, pillowing on it, looking at Ah Jiu.

"Is it because it's so lonely? Why do I always think of you, do I like you? Fool, how can I like you? You already have so many people like you?"

Sunny slowly approached Ah Jiu, tentatively touching him, slowly, slowly leaning on his shoulder.

"I want to be really drunk. It doesn't matter what happens...... However, it's not that easy to get drunk......"

……

There was no dream all night, this was actually a drunk, dreamless night, and I slept soundly. It was so comfortable that Ah Jiu couldn't believe that he would sleep so deadly. If three years ago, sleep like this. It's really going to die.

When consciousness returns, it feels soft. And milky. Ah Jiu took a deep breath and suddenly wanted to sleep for a while, because it was really too comfortable. But he soon sensed that something was wrong, why did the pillow still move...... Besides, why is the bed so hard?

Slowly opening his eyes, Ah Jiu was suddenly stupid. The blood all over his body clotted, and he couldn't move at all.

What a pose this is!

Ah Jiu finally knew why he felt soft, because at this time he was pillowing Sunny's belly, to be exact, in her arms. The smell of the nose is her......

Oh my God, my God, my God...... There were only these three words left in Ah Jiu's head, and he didn't dare to move, he was afraid that Sunny would wake up if he moved, and if she woke up, it would be a big deal. It's over, it's dead, it's over......

She'll wake up sooner or later, and the bigger problem is, I don't know what's going on, Sunny's shirt has three buttons on his chest!

What the hell did I do last night! Did I undo that button?

Ah Jiu's eyes widened, looking at the ceiling blankly, and his heart was cold...... Why is it always like this, if it was really me who did it, please let me remember?!

Perhaps because the facial expression was too intense, Sunny seemed to realize it, shrunk back and spread his arms...... hugged Ah Jiu's head.

Suffocation!

Ah Jiu held his breath and held on for almost a minute and a half, but he couldn't hold it back, so he arched a little harder and took a breath.

Before he could catch his breath, two black eyes suddenly appeared in front of him. Looking at each other, Ah Jiu swallowed his saliva: "This...... That one...... You, listen to my explanation......"

"Explain what?" Sunny yawned, pushed Ah Jiu away, and got up himself, rubbing his waist: "Oops, I was so tired yesterday, my waist is so sore, you, you, I hate it to death!"

"Huh?" Ah Jiu looked down at his intact clothes and said in a panic: "I didn't do anything, you see, we are all wearing clothes!

Sunny fastened the button on his chest and said, "I'm talking about being tired from sleeping on the floor, and my waist is so sore, what are you thinking?"

"Oh......" Ah Jiu sighed: "I'm scared to death, I'm, I'm still, I thought it was ......"

"But," Sunny bit his lip, a little embarrassed, glanced at Ah Jiu, and then withdrew his gaze, "I hurt so much when you pinched it......"

"I, I, I......"

"Lie to you! stupid!" Sunny laughed, "My clothes were a little tight, stretched open, do you really think ...... Think beautifully!"

"You, you," Ah Jiu didn't know what to say, pointed at Sunny, and held back for a long time: "It's too much!"

"I'm hungry, make me breakfast, I'm going to eat a heart-shaped omelette!"

"No, no!"

Sunny immediately made a cry: "Alas, I know, forget it, my life is miserable, although you took advantage of it, but I won't say it to Xiujing, and it's not good to say it to Taeyeon, even if I'm unlucky...... Alas, I'd better go......"

"You—threaten me?"

"Then do you want to do it?" Sunny fastened the last button and squinted at Ah Jiu, looking like he was in control.

"I, I, I do!"

Ah Jiu got up from the ground, saw the mess of cups and plates on the table, and didn't dare to call Sunny, sighed, and cleaned up by himself as if resigned to his fate. Sunny looked at him, smiled, and helped. Ah Jiu snorted, but he was grateful in his heart, he didn't remember what happened yesterday, but what happened after waking up, if Sunny pursued it, he would not be able to explain or shirk it.

This trace of apology in his heart, let alone let him make breakfast, even if he is called to do something more excessive, he will be willing. (To be continued......)