When there were thousands of cups of wine for confidants, Wu Jingya and Painter Zhang drank one glass after another. Wu was amazed in his heart, he counted the cups that were slowly stacked on the table, and kept thinking in his heart about how many cups he had drunk before they were broken.

Painter Zhang saw Wu Jingya's thoughts, "We have already drunk 12 cups by ourselves, and we will withdraw if we drink another drink!" ”

"Why?"

"Have another drink, fall asleep and get up again is the day after tomorrow, I've tried it very accurately."

"It seems that even new lovers are not too frequent."

Wu's words said that Painter Zhang's face was flushed, and she gently patted Wu's shoulder with her palm, "You are all bad men, hooligans." ”

"If you're almost done, you're ready to pay the bill." The bartender kindly reminded. "Hurry up and send her back, she's confused, where is 12 cups, counting the cup just now is already 13 cups."

Painter Zhang's state was really excited, she boldly handed her wallet to Wu, Wu opened it and there were dollars and oceans, where did this Painter Zhang get so much money. Wu settled the bill, and then walked into his cabin with Zhang, who was a little swaying. What they didn't know was that there was an eye in the corner that was still staring at them.

"After a day of searching, it seems that nothing has come of it, and the pair of male and female thieves must have left the ship." Captain Liang comforted himself. "What do you say?"

Xiao Guan looked at the backs of Wu and Zhang, and the roots of his teeth creaked. He put on his hat and followed Wu and Zhang all the way to the outside of the cabin.

The river breeze blows on my face, and my mood is extremely comfortable. Painter Zhang sang up and down, "Night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps." Hey, why don't you sing. ”

Painter Zhang's small hand squeezed Wu Jingya's thin face, "Ao, night and night...

"You're starting to call Lord, you're getting drunk. Hahaha. Painter Zhang laughed wildly.

"Do you drink like that every night?" Wu asked.

Painter Zhang nodded, "That's right, I won't be inspired if I don't drink so much, and I won't be able to sleep if I don't drink so much." ”

When he arrived at the door, Painter Zhang opened the door with a key.

Wu patted her on the shoulder, "Rest early, get a good night's sleep." ”

Painter Zhang didn't expect Wu Jingya to do this, she was a little surprised, but then laughed again, "You stinky men understand, is this trick called wanting to capture the old man, first let me feel from the bottom of my heart that you are a righteous gentleman, and then ask me out tomorrow to continue to sleep with me." ”

Wu Wan didn't expect that Painter Zhang, who had drunk too much, would be so crazy, which was completely similar to the rigorous and professional state she showed when she went to paint the portrait of the suspect during the day.

"No, you misunderstood me."

"Misunderstanding, come in." As he spoke, Painter Zhang pulled Wu into the door.

Xiao Guan, who arrived later, leaned his ear on the door and listened carefully to the movement in the room, intermittently, unable to hear the full conversation.

"Hey, why are you lying on the ground?"

"Hurry up."

"If you're thirsty, I'll pour you water."

"Hey, why are you hugging me?"

"No, don't make trouble, you see the water scatter you."

"Is there any paper? I'll wipe the water off your neck. ”

"I'll put you against the wall."

"Hey, don't take off your clothes."

"That's it, obedient, I'll go out and you will take it off."

"Hey, don't take off my clothes."

"Hey, don't touch it."

"No, what are you doing?"

"Ahh

With Wu's scream, all the sounds in the house ended. The small pass that was attached to the door was like a lump of mud on the ground. He pounded the floor desperately with his hands, then tore at his own clothes with his hands. He hated himself for being useless, hated himself for being a coward, hated himself for not being able to get the woman he loved, and watched his woman be defiled by other men.

"God, why are you playing with me like this, you might as well kill me like this." Xiao Guan vented in pain.

A black rope suddenly strangled his neck, and the whole person was dragged into the air. At first, Xiao Guan was still desperately resisting, but in the end, Xiao Guan's hand had lost the power to stretch upward, his eyes were less and less black, and the red blood was getting more and more. Eventually, his back-and-forth kicks regained their composure. Xiao Guan felt that the whole world had lost its color, he obviously closed his eyes, but he could still see the light in front of him, it was a huge black hole, there was a strong attraction that washed him in, and then he was like falling into a huge cliff, constantly falling, never being able to explore the bottom, just kept falling, kept falling, his heart became more and more panicked, more and more panicked, until it was completely dark in front of him. All he heard was a snap in his ear, "I'm just gone!" These were the last words left by Xiao Guan's soul before it left the body.

It was late, there was no one on deck, and Xiao Guan was hanging like this, swaying.

At around four o'clock the next day, a scream slashed through Painter Zhang's entire bedroom. Her head ached sharply, and after rubbing her head, she pulled the quilt that was pressing on her, and it was empty. "Where's my clothes?"

Painter Zhang looked into the distance, her coat, underwear, and even socks were all thrown to the ground.

Painter Zhang looked to his left, but there was no one. I looked to my right again, but there was still no one.

She looked at the coffee table not far away, and there was someone. Wu Jingya's whole person curled up on the sofa like a bun, he was so big, he was actually in such a small sofa, which made people laugh. One of his hands was clipped tightly between his legs. It's just a thin suit on it.

"How can there be such a person." Painter Zhang gently stood on tiptoe from the bed and walked down, then went to the wardrobe and took out his pajamas to change, and then gently pressed a thick quilt on Wu Jingya's body. Wu subconsciously snorted in his nose, feeling like a pig. Painter Zhang squatted in front of him and covered his mouth and laughed, then gently clamped Wu's nose with two fingers, and after a while Wu switched to his mouth and began to breathe. At this time, Painter Zhang was sleepy, she took out the drawing board and sat in front of Wu Jingya and began to paint.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Jingya woke up, he looked at his body covered with a quilt, and hurriedly looked on the bed, the bed was empty. He hurriedly sat up and rubbed his neck with his hand, "Hey, I feel a little stiff." Wu rubbed his thighs with his hands and shouted, "Hey, this woman is so ruthless!" ”

"What a ruthless move!" Painter Zhang had already changed his clothes and was ready to be early at the dining table.