Smack~"

Mr. Shan put down the wine glass, full of yellow curly hair, full of spirit, full of pride: "See, the master's amount of wine is definitely not weak." ”

Xiao Shan Ye is on the way down the road to the national service, sitting on the army of eight million mountain families, how can he be put down by a cup of spicy, choking, high-purity Northeast wine?

Su Bei's brown eyes showed surprise: "You really know how to drink?" ”

Mr. Shan patted his chest, and the corners of his lips twitched: "That's nature." ”

When the words fell, Mr. Shan's eyelids rolled and his head lay on the table... Half in the bag.

Subei: ...

Su Bei walked over from across the cooking table, tentatively pushed Mr. Shan's arm, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, are you okay, brother?" ”

The mountain is always unconscious.

Su Bei frowned, and tried to speak again: "The information says that you will get drunk when you drink beer, and it seems that it is true." ”

Mr. Shan continued to be unconscious.

Su Bei sighed and looked left and right, the crowd of people at the reception was in the bustling light, this corner was remote and uninhabited, and few people noticed.

Su Bei had no choice but to help the drunk Shan Zong up and walk towards the elevator next to him.

Mr. Shan was poured down by a glass of Northeast spirits, his head was still confused, he thought that there was silence next to him, and squinted his eyes and scratched randomly: "Shen... Belch.. Silence, I won't go to your bed tonight... Ahh

The sleeves of Su Bei's team uniform were caught by Mr. Shan, and Mr. Shan's hands and paws were still pulling Su Bei's clothes vigorously.

Mr. Shan said intermittently: "Silence... Let's talk about it in advance, sir, I'm the one above... You don't want to roll over..."

Subei: ...

"What room does Silence live in?" Half of the team uniforms in northern Jiangsu were ripped off by Mr. Shan, and he couldn't pull them back, so he had to coax a child and say, "Mr. Xiaoshan, if you want to see silence, just tell me the room number." ”

Mr. Shan was already drunk and unconscious, squinted his eyes and smiled: "The young master is sleepy... Hurry up and go to bed..."

"Where do you live with silence?" Su Bei asked again.

Shan always hung his little head and muttered and muttered, but he couldn't hear which country's dialect he was talking about.

There was no way, Su Bei had to press the elevator button on the floor of his room, looking at the state of Mr. Shan, obviously there was no way to answer soberly.

It's better to let Mr. Shan sleep in his room tonight.

The elevator stopped on the 23rd floor, and Su Bei helped the drunken Mr. Shan and walked towards the room.

"Don't move yet, I'll look for the room card." Su Bei's brown eyes swelled with helplessness, and the team uniform jacket was torn up by Mr. Shan, so he placed Mr. Shan on the seat outside the room, sorted out his coat and looked for his room card.

Mr. Shan smiled innocently, his eyes were misty, and he sensed that someone was looking for something, and Mr. Shan stood up kindly and wanted to help find it together.

"You... You're looking for Li Bai's sword... I'll help you..."

Mr. Shan just got up from his chair, his head was dizzy, and he fell backwards.

Bang~

Mr. Shan raised his head in a daze, and happened to see the curvature of his silent and cold chin, Mr. Shan stretched out his claws: "You are not looking for Li Bai's sword... Another skill was moved back in an instant..."

Silence's face was extremely cold, and his expression was terrifyingly serious.

Silence knows Mr. Shan's temperament, this kind of lively drinking party must have a nonsense meal, deliberately avoiding silence, for fear that silence will control his diet.

After looking for a long time at the reception site, no one saw it, and the silence finally noticed something unusual.

Fortunately, a waiter passed by and said that the anchor of northern Jiangsu had brought someone into the elevator, and he hurried to the elevator after silence.

The silent and strong fingers pinched Mr. Shan's arm, and his eyes shone like a knife on Su Bei's body: "You gave him a drink?" ”