Song Qiaomo raised her eyes and looked at the bright room around her, she was a little stupid when she was drunk, and laughed, "Where am I?" Oh, why should I tell you, who are you? Call me, the person who called at night, my mom said, not a good person, haha-"

"Woman, what nonsense are you talking about, hurry up and tell me clearly, where are you now?" Liang Yan shouted into the microphone, if Song Qiaomo was in front of him now, he would definitely have to say it well, why do women have nothing to drink? Didn't know that it was dangerous?

"This is No. 301, Unit 3, Building 5, Jiangnan Community, I know who you are, you are an uncle, right, hehe, the uncle's voice is very recognizable, the ugly voice is your uncle, I am not powerful, haha, uncle, are you going to come and go back! Come on, I've made you a spaghetti and it's delicious. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Song Qiaomo's words became clearer and clearer, her mind cleared up a little, but it was only a little.

Liang Yan hung up the phone, and couldn't laugh or cry at what Song Qiaomo said, what is an ugly voice is his voice, is it possible that this woman has always remembered people with her voice? He's the one with a bad voice? Really, the drunk woman is terrible, but fortunately, there is still a little conscience and knows where to make him a noodle.

Shaking his head, Liang Yan patted his cheek, what do you want to eat now, bring the woman back first. Thinking about it, he took his coat, took the backup key, and set off to the address that Song Qiaomo said.

After the phone call, Song Qiaomo's mind cleared up a little, thinking of what she had just said, the uncomfortable stomach and head made her very uncomfortable, the dazzling light, everything in front of her seemed to be shaking, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the shaking table, but found that she couldn't catch anything.

The uncomfortable stomach made her no longer want to sleep, and she sat on the ground, looked at the shaking table, and stretched out her hand to fight with the table.

Half an hour passed, and Liang Yan finally appeared in front of Xu Lili's house and rang the doorbell.

The sound of the doorbell was very pleasant in this silent room, Song Qiaomo staggered to his feet, and came to the door crookedly, just opened the door, his stomach suddenly churned badly, and all the wine he had just drunk was vomited, only to spit on the handsome man at the door.

Song Qiaomo, who vomited, had no strength and couldn't stand steadily, so she was about to fall to the ground.

The unlucky man standing at the door, before he had time to lament the encounter just now, his hand touched Song Qiaomo's body one step ahead of his body, and his hands were forceful, and he was able to support the drunk woman in front of him.

"You! Let me say anything about you! Helplessly, he held Song Qiaomo and didn't let her get into the vomit on her clothes.

Song Qiaomo fell into the uncle's arms, looked at the uncle, smiled with his eyes narrowed, and said, "Uncle, why are you here, I was just going to look for you?" ”

A burst of crows flew over Liang Yan's head, and he said helplessly: "I just called and said that I was coming to you, when did you say that you were coming to me, let's go home now." ”

Song Qiaomo smiled, turned her head to look at the uncle's face, her eyes narrowed into a slit, she was drunk at the moment, but she had a different feeling.

"Then I'm mistaken, uncle, how do I seem to remember that I was looking for you all along! This is the first time, you actually took the initiative to come to me, haha, wait a minute, I made spaghetti, I originally wanted to go home early and bring it to you to eat. With that, she struggled out of Liang Yan's arms, trying to enter the room to get the cold spaghetti.

Seeing this, Liang Yan directly carried her on his shoulders and said, "Look at you like this, where can I still eat, let's go, go home first, I'll sober you up." ”

When will Song Qiaomo give him such a headache, it is better to be an obedient woman.

Liang Yan was carrying Song Qiaomo, and was about to carry her down, but saw Song Qiaomo shaking on her shoulders at the moment, and said strugglingly: "My bag, my mobile phone, and my money are not on me, I have to go back and get it!" Otherwise, I would be a lonely person. ”

Hearing this, he really couldn't help it, and took out her bag from the room speechlessly, as well as the mobile phone that had been dragging in her hand, because of this mobile phone, he was still looking for it for more than ten minutes, and he almost lifted the sofa, but he didn't expect to come out, and saw the woman dangling there with the mobile phone.

All kinds of emotions came flooding, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only resign himself to Song Qiaomo's face, squatted down, and said, "Come up!" Bags, money, mobile phones, all got it, let's go! Let's go home and sober you up. ”

Song Qiaomo fell on the uncle's shoulder excitedly, rubbed her confused head on the uncle's back, stayed on the uncle's body safely, and said, "Uncle, your body smells so good, did you spill perfume?" ”

"Perfume is something you women use, what do I do as a big man when I wear perfume?"

Song Qiaomo opened her eyes and thought about it, and continued: "Then you explain, uncle, why your body smells so good, you must have applied perfume behind my back." ”

"Song Qiaomo, do you have perfume in your house? Think about it with your stupid brain, do you have perfume in your house? As a woman, there is no such thing as perfume in the house, and you still say that I wiped it? ”

The head was on the uncle's shoulder, and finally remembered that she had no perfume at home, and said happily: "Uncle, yes! I don't have perfume in my house, I never used perfume because I've been allergic to perfume since I was a kid, you know? Because of this, my mom doesn't know how many times she has complained, saying that I am difficult to raise, haha, haha. ”

Liang Yan carried Song Qiaomo on his back, in order to make the person on his shoulder more comfortable, he walked very slowly, and when he heard Song Qiaomo's words, he asked with interest: "Song Qiaomo, what were you like when you were a child, you must be very naughty, right?" ”

After Liang Yan asked this sentence, Song Qiaomo suddenly stopped talking, and after two minutes, Song Qiaomo continued to speak: "Uncle, your body still smells very good, do you have any perfume!" Could it be that the uncle carried another woman. ”

"Shut your mouth and don't say any more about it, I don't have perfume."

After saying this, the person above his back did not respond, and the sound of shallow breathing, accompanied by the wind, blew into his ears.

Liang Yan finally understood one thing, talking to a drunk person, more difficult than playing the piano to a cow.