Hey, since he sent him to the door himself, why didn't he get him drunk completely?

It's much easier to run away that way.

After making up his mind, Luo Qingyu simply drank with him.

After a cup of tea, I have drunk more than a dozen cups of belly, and then I looked at Feng Xiaoxun, and my heart jumped, Feng Xiaoxun was still the same, he looked like he was half drunk, but he was not drunk, and his eyes seemed to be more and more energetic the more he drank.

He didn't speak much, a lazy smile was hooked at the corner of his lips, and the wine was dry, and his eyes didn't blink.

Nimei's, wouldn't this guy be a wine barrel too?!

Luo Qingyu drank a lot of wine, and he also felt a little bit like he was in the middle of these dozen glasses, but Feng Xiaoxun still didn't have anything to do......

After drinking more than ten glasses, Luo Qingyu secretly made a few glasses, and took advantage of the wind Xiao Xun not paying attention to the wine and spilled the wine.

Rao is like this, and she also has a feeling of nodding her head to be top-heavy.

Looking at Feng Xiaoxun again, his face seemed to be a little redder, his eyes were finally a little foggy, and he suddenly raised his glass: "Come, Scarlet, accompany my father-in-law to drink two more glasses......"

His tongue was drunk, his speech was a little slurred, and he drank half of a glass of wine and spilled half of it......

"Smack!" With a thud, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

His people also lay down on Luo Qingyu's bed......

He's finally drunk!

Luo Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward to look at him, and saw that he closed his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes were covered down, leaving a faint shadow under his eyes and face, his thin lips, which were often smiling, were slightly pursed, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, looking a little unhappy.

In his sleep, he finally took off the cold cloak of the evil spirit, and at the moment he was a little like a child, an abandoned child-

Luo Qingyu's heart jumped, and he didn't understand how he could have such thoughts and metaphors.

This guy kills people like mowing grass, he doesn't take it to heart at all, he doesn't even frown, he is a devil who makes people talk about it, how can you see him like a child? Or an abandoned child......

She shook her head, shaking away her ridiculous thoughts.

She stretched out her hand and pushed him: "Lord Demon Lord, why are you drunk after drinking so many glasses?" Get up and drink again. ”

What answered her was Feng Xiaoxun's slight snoring.

Well, this guy doesn't have bad drinks, and when he gets drunk, he sleeps with his head covered-

Don't get drunk like everyone else......

Luo Qingyu finally put her mind at ease, she glanced at him again, and a thought suddenly came to mind.

This guy has done a lot of evil, and he is innocent of death.

Why didn't you kill him while he was asleep?!

Otherwise, when he wakes up and finds that he has escaped, he is afraid that he will come to chase and entangle again......

The knife was still outside, and although it was a little curly from mowing the grass, it was no problem to kill someone.

Luo Qingyu is a man of action, since he thinks of nature, he immediately puts it into action!

Soon, she had the knife, sharp and glittering in the candlelight.

She held the knife in her right hand, her eyes swept Feng Xiao Xun, Feng Xiao Xun was lying there with his back facing the sky, his chest rose and fell slightly, Luo Qingyu knew that there was a heart beating in his left chest......