"My ancestors, alas, why have you drunk so long. Even if you want to kill yourself, you don't have to think about getting yourself drunk. Tomorrow you have to hug me again and say it's uncomfortable, I really convince you! ”

Standing next to the door, Wang Ning covered his nose and watched Mo Xiaobei skillfully pick up a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old girl from the ground, and complained about something while taking away the red wine in her hand. This person should be Mo Xiaobei's best friend, Zhang Ya.

It can be seen that Zhang Ya has drunk a lot of wine by herself, and around her, there are three or four red wines that have been drunk, and she is being held by Mo Xiaobei, without any strength in her body, she can only smile in a daze: "It's Xiaobei, come, come, come, I'm drinking with my sister for a while, my sister hasn't drunk so happily for a long time!"

"Okay, good, there's no problem with drinking with you. But you have to wait for me to rest a little, and I'll hurry home with a phone call, and I'm tired all the way. You lie down, I'll have a good drink after I'm rested! "Don't try to reason with drunkards, just follow them.

"Hehe, it's still our best Xiaobei. Don't let me be a big deal, I still have my little shell! A few words of silly music, Zhang Ya muttered a few words angrily. Then he raised his head: "Come, sister kiss two!" ”

In Zhang Ya's situation, Mo Xiaobei naturally couldn't push it away, so he could only tilt his head slightly, take a sip of wine, and don't kiss his nose.

As soon as he said it, hugging Mo Xiaobei's neck, Zhang Ya was about to get up. Just as she moved, a figure appeared in her sight, and she fixed her eyes.

"Ah, Xiaobei, you have also learned to take men home!" It turned out that she saw Wang Ning standing by the door.

"What do you say! That's my friend! Mo Xiaobei pushed Zhang Ya and said angrily.

"Yes, yes, it's a friend. It's a friend! As he spoke, he laughed silly twice, and his face was full of teasing expressions. Then he waved his hand weakly at Wang Ning: "Hello, Xiaobei's friend!" Friend, she also deliberately accentuated her tone.

What is there to worry about with an alcoholic, not to mention that the alcoholic is still a beautiful beauty.

Zhang Ya is indeed the same as Mo Xiaobei said, with white skin, beautiful appearance and good temperament. Wherever you put it, it's a proper goddess. Men are born with the idea of protection of women, especially beautiful women, Wang Ning naturally didn't care about the other party's jokes, and waved his hand: "Hello, I met for the first time, I'm sorry!" ”

Hearing Wang Ning's voice, Zhang Ya's drunken eyes flashed with a trace of doubt: "Hey, your voice is so familiar." As if where I have heard it, I must have heard it somewhere. Just where? ”

Rubbing her head, Zhang Ya began to wonder where she had heard this voice.

"There are so many people with the same voice, I guess it's the people around you. Hurry up and get some rest, and in a moment you will remember where you have heard it! Saying that, Mo Xiaobei couldn't help but glare at Wang Ning, didn't he say that he wouldn't speak?

has been a best friend for several years, and she knows very well that the sober Zhang Ya and the drunk Zhang Ya are not the same person at all. Sober lady Zhang Yaswen, after getting drunk. She's more noisy. Ordinary people really can't control it.

"No, no, it's definitely not the people around you. The voices of the people around me are not so good! Raising her head, Zhang Ya smiled embarrassedly: "Xiaobei's friend, you are talking to me, I must remember who you are!" ”

"We haven't seen each other again, so you shouldn't know who I am, so don't think about it. Rest well! He looked at each other with an uncomfortable expression. Wang Ning said softly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Ya's eyes lit up suddenly: "Ah, by the way, I remember, this is the voice of my little husband Wang Ning!" Yeah. It's Wang Ning's little husband's voice, I listen to "Battle Song" every day, I can't be wrong! ”

As he spoke, he directly turned on the sound of the room with the remote control, and suddenly, Wang Ning's voice filled the entire room.

"Well, right, right, I said I could remember your voice, now I guessed right!" Tilting her head, Zhang Ya looked like a child looking for praise from her family after doing the right thing. Beauty, innocence, pain, all intertwined on one face.

"Forehead,,," Wang Ning was a little speechless, he really didn't expect that he could guess his identity just by relying on his voice, could it be said that he really met a brainless fan?

After all, in his opinion, the sound of "War Song" has been modified in the later stage, although most of the original sound has been retained, and some of it has been slightly adjusted by him. His voice can be heard carefully, and with a little carelessness, it is possible to distinguish his voice from the voice in the singing.

Zhang Ya can hear his voice when she is drunk, and she has indeed met real fans.

"Haha, I'm so happy to have met my little husband Wang Ning! Wang Ning's little husband, I like you so much! With that, Zhang Ya struggled to stand up, and wanted to rush towards Wang Ning.

At this moment, the garbage, empty wine bottles, shredded clothes, and photos scattered all around the ground were all driven, and the ground was rattling.

This is also the reason why Wang Ning has been standing at the door of the room, there is really no place to put his feet.

"Little husband, hug it!" Zhang Ya didn't care about the messy environment, and after standing up, she staggered to get close to Wang Ning. She didn't even notice that there was a sharp pair of scissors in front of her. Originally, these scissors were used to cut photos and clothes.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Ya didn't notice it, but Wang Ning and Mo Xiaobei did. watched her movements, and hurriedly grabbed Zhang Ya. Wang Ning also came to Zhang Ya's side in stride, lest he make any too outrageous moves.

Drunk people are really bombs, and I don't know how the other party will explode.

Pulled by Mo Xiaobei again, Zhang Ya said to Mo Xiaobei as if offering a treasure: "Xiaobei, Xiaobei, look, it's the little husband, alas, the little husband came to see me." I couldn't be happier! ”

"Yes, yes, it's good to be happy. When we're happy, let's go rest, and when we're rested, we'll take a good look at your little husband! Mo Xiaobei only hopes that Zhang Ya will have a good rest now.

"I don't!" Zhang Ya pouted: "I want my little husband to talk to me, otherwise I will cry!" As he spoke, his mouth was deflated and he wanted to weep.

"I've convinced you, it's okay to talk, but you have to lie down and talk. Move, I'll let your little husband go! Mo Xiaobei threatened.

"It's so troublesome, Xiaobei, you're too troublesome!" Zhang Ya said dissatisfied.

"He actually said that I was troublesome, Wang Ning, let's go!" As he spoke, he was about to let go of Zhang Ya and pull Wang Ning away.

"Okay, okay, I can't listen to you, don't take my little husband away!" Seeing that Mo Xiaobei was really going to pull Wang Ning away, Zhang Ya hurriedly grabbed Mo Xiaobei's sleeve and said pitifully.

"It's pretty much the same, hurry up, lie down!" Mo Xiaobei glanced at Wang Ning, and lay down with Zhang Ya in his arms again. It's just that Zhang Ya kept looking at Wang Ning with a stupid smile in the process of lying down, as if she was afraid that Wang Ning would suddenly leave. (To be continued......)