2. 02: Let's wash incense
The two people who were covered in dirt, staring at each other under the street lamp, Gu Shengxiao had no choice but to ask for help, covered in mud, how to go home?
"I didn't have my phone with me, my wallet seems to have fallen into the mud, you don't want me to go home like this, do you?"
Tang Jing was stunned for a moment, looking at the other party, obviously dragging someone into the water by herself, she was even more embarrassed, and she didn't want to go into the mud to pick up her wallet. I could only bite the bullet and look around, just in time to see the small sign that kept flashing in the night - Express Hotel.
"Uh...... Hehe, hehe, let's go to the room, wash the fragrance! ”
Tang Jing, who was a little excited, opened the way and led Gu Shengxiao straight to the goal, and the man with black lines began to worry about this little girl, he is also a man, shouldn't he be careful? This little idiot, confused, didn't know what the other party thought, she was completely drunk and cowardly, she was determined to indulge once, and go to see what the hotel was like.
The two people with embarrassed faces finally begged the front desk sister to open the room and cross the catastrophe.
"You go take a shower first, and I'll buy you a change of clothes."
Tang Jing, who was ashamed, generously said that he had a treat, went shopping with a smile, and left Gu Shengxiao to take a bath. Finally threw away a piece of dirty clothes, but he opened the bathtub and didn't know how many people had soaked, as a cleanliness party, he put an end to the idea of taking a bath, and just rinsed it briefly.
"I'm back, leave the things at the door, remember to take them yourself."
Gu Shengxiao looked at his figure reflected in the mirror, his face was completely blackened, even if it was a cheap cotton T-shirt, this pattern was still a childish SpongeBob SquarePants, dressed in a strange yellow. When I opened the door, I saw the sleepy woman squatting obediently in front of the TV series also changed her clothes, wearing a pink superstar T-shirt, well, it's good, it's still a couple's outfit.
"It's cute, it's suitable for you, uncle don't always keep a straight face in the future, you will have wrinkles."
Looking up at a confused smiling face, Tang Jing was a little sleepy, squinting slightly, and a very pleasing little fleshy face.
"I'm only twenty-eight, not an uncle."
Pouting dissatisfiedly, standing in his thirties, a man with a successful career is at this time when he is in his prime. But looking at the girl with an idiot smile on her face, she is indeed qualified to call herself uncle, and her clean and unadulterated green face is completely the appearance of seventeen or eighteen, is it not yet, adult, or old? This little question was quickly forgotten by Gu Shengxiao, and it was a miracle that a person who had always been clean and fetish could accept a woman to take the initiative to approach.
Hehe smirked, Tang Hua was drunk, her brain was chaotic, and she curled her little body in the soft quilt and began to chatter.
"Uncle, I'll tell you a secret."
Like a lazy kitten, the black hair scattered against the white pillow makes people feel a sense of pity, Gu Shengxiao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, began to think about whether to leave this girl behind, and left first in a ridiculous T-shirt. But looking at her gradually red eyes and choked words, Gu Shengxiao just couldn't turn around and leave ruthlessly like usual.
"The male god I have a crush on is getting married tomorrow, and your heart is very uncomfortable, but there is no heartbreak, and you can't live, do you think this is love?"
No wonder he was drunk and messing around, it turned out to be out of love...... Well, to be precise, he was sentenced to death before he started falling in love, where is love.
"Not counting!"
One beautiful night, Gu Shengxiao was tired of tossing, although he disliked that the bedding was not clean, but he was also confused by someone's Wu Nong's soft voice with a bit of baby voice, slowly lay down, kept a polite distance, and continued to listen to those drunken chatter, from when the crush started, to what the process was, and the final result was bleak, eroding his brain little by little.