(4th Watch)

"Except for Yang Ming."

Perhaps realizing that what he said was a little ambiguous, Zhu Zhuqing's ears were slightly hot.

Dai Mubai had obviously been paying attention to Zhu Zhuqing, and had noticed these details, and said sourly:

"Good, good, good, we stinky men are all dirty, but I have much better taste than fat people."

It's just that when he said this, it obviously had the opposite effect.

The gaze in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes seemed to be even colder, giving people a feeling of cold wind.

A cold snort came out of his nostrils, and Zhu Zhuqing suddenly came to Dai Mubai's side, his face was very cold, and his tone was even colder, and said:

"You're fifteen? You make me sick! ”

With that, she turned and left.

A little jealousy towards Yang Ming, and Zhu Zhuqing's faceless words, deeply stimulated Dai Mubai.

Originally, after Zhu Zhuqing came to Shrek Academy, Dai Mubai had been suppressing himself and trying his best to tolerate her, but at this moment, he, who had always been cold and arrogant, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and shouted:

"Stop!"

Zhu Zhuqing ignored him, not only did not stop, but accelerated the pace of moving forward a little.

"You ......"

Dai Mubai raised his hand, Zhang Lie's white light swallowed in his palm, and he wanted to do it several times.

Dai Mubai was born noble, he has never suffered much since he was a child, so he naturally has no good temper, on the contrary, his temper is more irritable than everyone else.

It's just that in the end, Dai Mubai still lowered his arm in a dejected manner, and unwillingly let out a tiger's roar from the depths of his throat, and then followed Zhu Zhuqing and walked in the direction of Shrek Academy.

"Brother." Xiao Wu Xiaoniao leaned beside Yang Ming, blinked his eyes puzzled, and said in a low voice: "It was obviously fine just now, why did they suddenly have a conflict?" ”

Yang Ming rubbed the tip of his nose with his fingers and rolled his eyes secretly.

I am not an all-knowing and all-powerful God, so how do I know what is going on in their hearts?

It's late at night.

The group returned to Shrek Academy, but they only saw Oscar staying at the door in despair, but there was no trace of Ning Rongrong.

Yang Ming didn't have the heart to care about others, and the previous battle, as well as the running all the way, also made him a little tired, and went straight back to his dormitory.

The moment I opened the door, the moonlight poured in through the window in the dark dormitory.

A shadow hugged her knees, curled up, squatting on the washstand on the windowsill, the moonlight sprinkled, reflecting the side face covered with a layer of misty silver light, setting off her like a fairy descending to earth, full of fairy energy.

A messy black waterfall long hair ran smoothly down the shoulders, hanging from the back to the sink, two milky white feet like sheep fat balls stepped on the edge of the sink, and the toes of each foot seemed to be as round as pearls, making people want to hold it in the palm of their hands.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Feng Baobao turned around and said:

"Boss, are you back?"

Seeing that Feng Baobao was like a virtuous daughter-in-law, who had been obediently waiting for her late husband to come home, Yang Ming felt a little more warm in his heart.

"You've been waiting so long, are you hungry?"

Yang Ming took out a skewer of barbecue from Youhai Na Ring, which he bought and stored in by the way when he bought snacks for Xiao Wu before.

Feng Baobaoqiong's nose twitched slightly in the air, smelling the aroma of chili noodles mixed with cumin, and quickly jumped down from the sink, came to Yang Ming in three steps and two steps, and snatched a fragrant lamb skewer from his hand.

The red lips opened lightly, revealing a row of bright teeth, and gently bit and tore to the side on the skewers, leaving the residual juice at the corner of the mouth, and a stream of meat slipped into the mouth.

The barbecue meat is still at the temperature that has just been copied out in the Youhai Na ring, which is hot, spicy, and has a slight smell of mutton.

But for Feng Baobao, who didn't eat dinner, it was simply the best food in the world, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he gave Yang Ming a thumbs up

"Ba Shi (comfortable)!"

"Boss, you're so interesting."

Feng Baobao sat on the edge of the bed, without the slightest ladylike demeanor, one leg hung down, one left foot stepped on the bed, two hands full of meat skewers, one bite on the left, one bite on the right, eating juice splashing, quite relish.

Seeing that Feng Baobao was so appetizing, Yang Ming simply took out the wine he bought from the Youhai Na Ring.

When I opened the lid of the wine jar, the smell of wine suddenly wafted away.

"Uh-huh?" Feng Baobao made a move and said, "Good fragrant wine, boss, what kind of wine is this?" ”

Yang Ming poured a full glass of rice wine for the two of them, and said with a smile:

"This is my grandfather's own rice wine, which can be said to be very characteristic of this world, can you taste it?"

Feng Baobao is naturally not worried about getting drunk, and Sister Sichuan is still afraid of drinking? Joke!

After taking the wine glass handed by Yang Ming, Feng Baobao drank it with his head bored, and the drink was called Haoxing, which made Yang Ming slightly embarrassed.

Old Jack's rice wine, in one word, mellow!

The liquor with a rich rice aroma is poured down the throat, and the strength of the wine is extremely uncomfortable for those who have never drunk alcohol, but for those who drink regularly, it is sweet.

"Ha~" Feng Baobao put down the wine glass, spit out a sip of wine, and said comfortably: "Ba Shi Deban (cool)!" ”

The two stood in front of the windowsill, facing the moonlight, a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of wine, as beautiful as a picture.

Fortunately, the inventory in Yang Ming's Youhai Na Ring is large enough, otherwise it would not be able to withstand the consumption of the two.

Feng Baobao drank an astonishing amount of alcohol, and when Yang Ming was drunk, she was still awake.

Seeing Yang Ming crumbling, Feng Baobao hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ming's feet were weak, his body threw forward, and his head rested in front of her.

Feng Baobao didn't blame Yang Ming, helped him get to bed and took off his shoes......

Nothing was said all night.

Following.

The weather is clear and the wind is smooth.

Yang Ming was drunk for the first time, and as soon as he woke up, he felt a little buzzing in his brain, and a little headache.

The moment he opened his eyelids, Feng Baobao's beautiful face came into view, and his gaze moved down, oh, he couldn't move down.

It turned out that the back of Yang Ming's head was resting on Feng Baobao's lap at this time.

Feng Baobao wrung a wet towel from the basin of cold water, put it in the shape of a long cube, and put it on Yang Ming's forehead, moving gently like a neighbor's sister.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ming didn't know what was going on, and he was a little moved in his heart, and said:

"Sister Bao'er, you took care of me all night last night?"

"What do you say?" Feng Baobao said angrily: "You vomited for a long time last night." ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Yang Ming's face.

He didn't expect that Feng Baobao's alcohol consumption was so good, and he drunk him unconsciously, and now that he thinks about it, he feels a little embarrassed.

Yang Ming struggled to stand up, looked down at the different clothes on his body from yesterday, and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Sister Bao'er, did you change my clothes yesterday?"