Since Nanker didn't open the [Solomon's True Eye] and didn't have strong dynamic vision, he couldn't be sure if he had seen the fleeting scenery just now.

But Sima Ling never had more than two pieces of clothing on her, one was the slightly wide white shirt (probably taken from her father's closet), and the other was flesh-colored, maybe not at all.

(Sister Ling is really drunk!) How much alcohol did she really drink? Didn't you find out in time for the deserted night? ）

What Nanke didn't know was that Araya had been struggling with this problem, as if he remembered that the red wine was brought to Sima Ling's room when he was sleepwalking, but a second-generation demon god like him shouldn't sleepwalk at all.

Sima Ling wore so little that Nanke, the younger brother, felt very embarrassed, but because she was drunk and confused and disheveled, Nanke couldn't just leave.

(Deserted Night has always been worried that she will be "raped" by Sima Ling with the Emperor's law, Sister Ling usually can't do this kind of thing, but it's hard to say when she is drunk...... Deserted Night is the second generation of rings, and I can't even persuade Sister Ling to drink less, so it is necessary for me to stay until Sister Ling sobers up. ）

After making the above decision, Nanke cautiously walked towards Sima Ling on the bed of the concubine, Sima Ling has a tall figure like a model as a Chinese-French mixed-race, and her two long legs are the golden ratio of the golden ratio, some boys in Dongshan No. 1 Middle School secretly discussed with Nanke behind their backs, saying that Sima Ling's long legs can play for 13.7 billion years......

A famous play in Peking Opera is called "The Drunken Concubine", Sima Ling is drunk and falls on the bed of the concubine. Among them, the beauty is not far behind.

His long hair was spread like a golden waterfall, his lips were slightly open, and his chest was undulating. The usually very strong ink-colored star pupils lost focus, as if they were losing their minds due to physical exhaustion, and they seemed to be very eager for the comfort of others.

A white shirt with only two buttons is no longer strictly speaking, it is no longer worn on the body, but more like a bath towel used to cover your shame after bathing, and it will fall off at any time.

Two flawless jade legs protruding from the lower end of the white shirt are casually and unbridled on the armrests of the chaise longue's bed, and the graceful curve reminds Nank of the ballet "Swan Lake". Although he didn't rise up the dirty idea of playing with his sister's jade leg for 13.7 billion years, he couldn't help but feel excited.

"Sister Ling, can you put on your clothes? If you let your uncle see it......"

Sima Ling's father, Sima Junyan, has always been at home. But his eccentric sculptor has been locking himself in a soundproofed studio on the first floor, never leaving the house until he has finished a work of art that satisfies him.

"Uncle?" Sima Ling burped, and the half-race child's fair skin was already full of redness, "You think he will come out?" Even if it's me...... Belch...... I was raped and then killed by burglars. He may not even come out......"

Sima Ling forced herself to sit up on the bed of the concubine. The remaining 1/3 of the French Lafite was placed on the coffee table, looking drunk at no date tonight.

Sister Godson's pair of big white legs made Nanke not know whether he should go closer or farther, he said embarrassedly: "Sister Ling, what are you talking about?" There is an automatic defense alarm system in the mansion, and there is a deserted night guard, how can the gangsters get in? ”

Deserted Night is now patrolling downstairs, and he doesn't regard humans as the same species as himself, and he is very afraid that he will be pushed back by Sima Ling. He tried not to appear in front of the drunken Sima Ling as much as possible.

Sima Ling was also sharp-tongued when he was sober, but it was already recognized by the scientific community that drinking alcohol would reduce intelligence. DND games such as Neverwinter Nights have adopted this premise, so she couldn't think of how to refute Nank for a while.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became, stretched out her hand at Nanke, and said arrogantly: "Gangster...... Didn't the gangsters walk in through the main entrance? ”

Nanke couldn't cry or laugh: "Sister Ling, how can I be a gangster, and how can I be ...... to you"

Even though Nanke felt that he was thick-skinned, he still couldn't say the word "rape first and then kill" to his sister.

"Hmph, it's not a gangster...... What are you if you're not a gangster? ”

Every movement of Sima Ling's change of posture made Nanke's heart tremble, and he was afraid that he would see something he shouldn't have seen because of it.

"I'm not a gangster, I'm your brother! Didn't you always want me to admit to my face that it was your brother? ”

Nanke came today to gain Sima Ling's understanding, no matter how arrogant he is, it is no longer appropriate to deny his brother's identity at this time, not to mention that Sima Ling is already drunk, and he may not remember it clearly after he sobers up.

"Brother?" Hearing this word made Sima Ling stunned for a moment, and it also made her expression a little sad.

But Sima Ling suddenly raised the wine bottle again, raised his head to his mouth, and took a big sip, and some of the red wine flowed down the corners of his mouth, along the soft gully exposed by Sima Ling, and disappeared into a more secret place.

"No! Sister Ling, you can't drink anymore! ”

Nanke walked over and wanted to snatch the wine bottle, but the wound on his ankle made his walking posture look awkward, and Sima Ling, who had planned to continue drinking red wine, found out about this, and there was a hint of clarity in his eyes.

"Xiao Nan, you ...... What's wrong with your leg? ”

Seeing that Sima Ling cared so much about himself even after being drunk, Nan Ke was moved, and strengthened his determination not to ignore indecent behavior and not take advantage of his godsister.

"No, it's nothing remarkable, I accidentally scratched the iron fence while walking......"

Nanke didn't tell the truth about the attack by the bone bat, and he didn't want Sima Ling to worry.

However, Sima Ling usually doesn't say anything, but in fact, he has reached the level of doting on Nanke's younger brother, and he has to ask Nanke to sit next to him and let her carefully observe the wound before stopping.

(Presumably this can also divert Sister Ling's attention and make her drink less bar?) ）

With that in mind, Nank sat down on the couch cushion that was attached to the chaise longue and lifted his right foot, which had been covered with a band-aid.

"It's okay, the wound is not deep, and it shouldn't be in the way to walk after a night's rest."

Sima Ling pulled up Nanke's trouser legs, squinted her eyes and carefully observed them for a long time, and kept that position still for a long time, so that Nanke wondered if she was asleep, but Sima Ling suddenly pulled her throat and shouted at the deserted night downstairs:

"Deserted Night! Go to the pharmacy and buy some medicine for bruising and come back! To be superlative! This is the Emperor's Decree! ”

Nanke felt that Sima Ling was making a big fuss, but it was good to be able to divert Sister Ling's attention because of this, but he didn't think that Sima Ling added after agreeing on a deserted night:

"By the way, buy some more sets and come back! I'm going to use it! ”

Startled, Nanke nearly rolled off the couch. (To be continued......)