"I knew it!" Seeing that Wang Yin was speechless, Cheng Lingxue immediately despised and said, "You have such a wooden head, how can a woman like you." ”

"Stop!" Wang Yin was poked on the spot and his face was embarrassed: "Does anyone like to put it aside, you say that I am wood, that's your fault, you must know that I have always been the first in the exam when I was a child!" ”

Immediately, Wang Yin muttered in his heart: That's right! The penultimate is also the first!

No problem!

。。。。。。

But as I drank more and more, the situation began to get a little out of control...

Half an hour later

At this time, Cheng Lingxue obviously began to have a little straight eyes and knotted tongue...

"Girl, you're drunk, go to bed." Seeing this, Wang Yin spoke out to dissuade him.

"Brother Yin... I'm not drunk... Cheng Lingxue stared at Wang Yin for a while: "I'm now... It's not just that I'm not drunk... I can still ... Singing... ”

"Smack." Cheng Lingxue directly put the wine glass on the table: "Brother Yin... I'll sing it to you ... A song, you used to ... The one that has been sung ... A pot... ”

After Cheng Lingxue finished speaking, she directly howled in her throat.

"The steel pot... With tears ... Shouting to repair the scoop pot... ”

"Bad shortage. The change of bad corners... The new pot is messy... ”

"In the wind and rain ... Chasing the pot... No tears... Put a layer of chimneys... ”

"The iron pot is still expanding... Inner rain nest... The pot will be sick. ”

"Blockage, sweep, stop... Vulnerable to wolves... The smoke and the stove are small... ”

"Shallot oil... Wind black pot... Sen Zong... Derixiang... ”

。。。。。。

Cheng Lingxue is now drunk like this bear, and she doesn't have to think about that singing at all, it's really not ordinarily ugly...

"Girl, obedient, it's time for you to sleep." Wang Yin suddenly felt a pain when he saw her appearance.

I'm rubbing.,This scene looks so familiar for Mao.。。。

Cheng Lingxue slapped Wang Yin's hand away and continued to get high: "With grease... Grease has no love... High oil smoke... Pot grip pot... Beat a thousand flats... Village... ”

After Wang Yin endured the noise torture for a few minutes, Cheng Lingxue finally stopped.

"Brother Yin... Cheng Lingxue directly put her face in front of Wang Yin: "I'll sing... Target... Good no good...?... ”

"Nice, nice!" Wang Yin smiled and gave a thumbs up against his will: "Now that the song is finished, you can sleep, right?" ”

"Hmm... Good... Cheng Lingxue looked at Wang Yin's face for a while before nodding: "You... Carry me back... Sleep... ”

"Good, good." Hearing that this girl was finally willing to stop, Wang Yin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then stretched out her hand to carry Cheng Lingxue to her bed.

"No... Not good! Seeing this, Cheng Lingxue directly slapped Wang Yin's hand away, pouting and looking dissatisfied: "A little... It's not good... ”

Wang Yin's head grew when he saw this: I rubbed it, I remembered! The previous time, this girl was drunk and drunk! It's just that this time it seems to be more serious?!

"And what do you want?" Wang Yin asked helplessly.

"Woooooooooooo As a result, Cheng Lingxue began to shed tears as soon as she pouted her mouth...

"it!" Wang Yin was immediately stunned by Cheng Lingxue's manipulation: "No, why are you crying?" ”

Seeing Cheng Lingxue crying there, Wang Yin felt that his head was getting bigger and bigger...

"Brother Yin, you... It is... It stinks... Wood! Cheng Lingxue grabbed Wang Yin's sleeve and wiped a handful of tears: "It's in vain for me... So... Like you ... But you ... And so ... Hate me! ”

"Nonsense, where do I dislike you?" Cheng Lingxue doesn't care about what Wang Yin says now, he just wants to hurry up and coax this aunt to bed.

If he continues to cry like this, Wang Yin suspects that he is about to spiral to heaven...

"Brother Yin... I'm good-looking... Is it? Cheng Lingxue raised her head and looked at Wang Yin with big eyes.

"Beautiful." Wang Yin nodded.

"I... Pretty... Is it? Cheng Lingxue continued to ask.

"Well, pretty." Wang Yin agreed.

"I just... Know... Cheng Lingxue smiled when she heard this: "Don't think... I do not know... You're always staring ... Someone else's... Chest peeking ... With you ... Over there... How to say it ... Coming? Oh yes... Pervert... You are ... It's a big color... Wolf! ”

was pierced by Cheng Lingxue on the spot, Wang Yin couldn't help but touch his nose in embarrassment.

Speaking of which, Wang Yin also felt that something was wrong: he was not like this when he got along with Cheng Lingxue before, but I don't know what's wrong with it recently, my eyes are always a little uncontrollable...

"That... Brother Yin, you... Joy ... Like me? Cheng Lingxue put her hands on Wang Yin's shoulders and looked at him with big eyes: "Don't... Lie to me ... Do not use ... I'm too young ... Prevaricate me ... ”

Hearing Cheng Lingxue ask like this, Wang Yin was silent.

A minute later

"Sort of." Wang Yin nodded, the look on his face was unprecedentedly serious.

It is undeniable that Wang Yin feels that he is indeed starting to like the little girl in front of him, but the feeling is not strong, that is, a little bit...

Wang Yin himself doesn't hate Cheng Lingxue, and Cheng Lingxue fits Wang Yin's appetite regardless of her appearance, figure or personality, if you don't like it at all, it's pure.

After all, the two used to get along every day, and even if they had a pet for so long, they had feelings, let alone a big beauty?

It's just that Wang Yin still feels that Cheng Lingxue is too small, and always feels that if he likes her, he will be a little perverted...

Plus my own experience as a child...

"Then you... When... Marry me... Cheng Lingxue blushed and struck a soul blow with a knot.

“？？？” Wang Yin suspected that he had misheard: "What did you say?" ”

"I asked... Brother Yin, you... When... Wait to marry me... Cheng Lingxue blinked her big eyes and said again.

"You don't have a fever?" Wang Yin hurriedly reached out and touched Cheng Lingxue's forehead: "Why did you start talking nonsense?" ”

"I didn't... Sickness! Cheng Lingxue hammered Wang Yin's chest dissatisfiedly: "Today... You are ... Touched me... Kissed me again... I can't ... I can remarry... Someone else has me ... It's up to you! ”

When she said this, Cheng Lingxue's body trembled slightly, but Wang Yin was now scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and he didn't notice it at all...