In Feng Tao's repeated excuses, Xiao Yu still staggered to his feet and threw a small piece of shiny gold leaf on the white wooden table:

"Shopkeeper, cut three catties of beef and take it away for my son! Ben Gongzi is tired and wants to go back to the bird first! ”

"This, no! Okay, I Feng Tao invited you! Feng Tao's face suddenly turned red, and he stubbornly excused himself again and again.

Xiao Yu still had an excellent attitude and said with a smile:

"Well, you don't have to fight with me. Money is a thing, no money is spent in vain, no one spends it. We are good brothers, so we will share this with each other. Okay, the table said, goodbye, goodbye. ”

Carrying the cut beef paper bag, Xiao Yu's head was dizzy, and he walked back slowly.

The forehead that was originally steaming was blown by the cool breeze outside, which made Xiao Yu feel the smell of wine surging up.

This way, when he came, Xiao Yu was just following Feng Tao around, but now, after drinking a little wine, the smell of wine is slightly higher, and he is even more dizzy and unable to distinguish the direction.

In other words, since wearing here, Xiao Yu seems to have been drunk many times.

What is different from the past is that this time, wandering on those winding streets, it seems that Xiao Yu is the only one left.

I opened my eyes and looked around desperately. I just feel that there is a blur all around. The same streets, the same shops, it seems to be the same everywhere you go.

Walking, walking, Xiao Yu still stood on his feet, and looked around in a daze.

The more I looked, the more I muttered in my heart:

Damn, is this the rhythm of ghosts hitting the wall?! After wandering around this street for so long, it seems to have turned back to where it was?!

Or, from the very beginning, she went in the wrong direction, and in this direction, she was actually getting farther and farther away from her Tingtaoju?!

But behind him, no one can ask yet, you can discuss it in one place!

In addition to the loss, for a while, the inevitable brain hole was opened, and Xiao Yu suddenly remembered the previous few times, together with Jin Cancan, drunk and sang all the way home.

There are some things, when I think about it again, I just feel like a world away.

In other words, Jin Cancan's guy is good, he brought himself a book in a chic and neat manner, and hid somewhere, closed the door, and went to learn her lady's mind.

Leaving only a lonely ghost, wandering alone on this strange street, unable to find a way to go.

Come to think of it, our Xiao Yu is actually very pitiful!

What is the value of force, what is powerful, in such a situation, all the special bullshit!

Now, who is willing to send themselves home early?

No, no one.

After such a silent Gu Ying self-pity, Xiao Yu thought about it, and still raised his hand to beckon Ah Tong.

Ah Tong, who was finally able to come out and breathe, sat on Xiao Yu's shoulder, and described him as a little lazy, looking very unhappy.

With a "snap", he arched a fluffy long tail and most of his fat buttocks to Xiao Yu's cheeks, and the dead thing ignored Xiao Yu at all, and only looked at the moon in the wind alone and raised his claws to comb its oily and slippery scarlet hair, and his posture was almost comparable to those narcissistic beauty Jiao'e who were ready to go to the front desk to greet guests in the mirror.

For no reason, Xiao Yu retched a few times, only to feel that a new round of turmoil had begun in his stomach.