Not only Fuyao, but everyone here also didn't expect it, and looked at Sanskrit one after another.

Beiming was even more stunned, looking at Sanskrit. The last time Fanyin drank was when she first came to the Ministry of Military Affairs, in order to be angry with everyone, she drank a drink, and she was so drunk that he carried her to the bed and settled down. Since then, no one in the Ministry of Military Affairs has allowed Sanskrit to drink alcohol.

"Sanskrit sound, I ......" Nan Fuyao looked at Sanskrit like this, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

"You still don't drink?" said Fanyin with a smile, no longer called a sister, to like a companion who takes care of each other. Nan Fuyao froze for a while, but like a helpless girl, Sanskrit Yin saw this, and continued: "It's time for you to wish me a happy New Year, Fuyao." ”

"Happy New Year, Sanskrit. Nan Fuyao's heart suddenly felt warm, and he raised his head and drank the wine in the cup. Fanyin saw that her face was a little pale, and she planned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Nan Fuyao stepped forward and grabbed Fanyin's wrist and said slowly: "Stay with me for a while." ”

In fact, the relationship between Nanfuyao and Beiming is much more intimate than that with Fanyin, but now seeing her eyebrows, Fanyin stood down and said, "Okay." Nan Fu shook his heart with relief, pulled Sanskrit Yin to sit beside him, and Bei Ming sat on her other side.

At first, Sanskrit Yin could still deal with it, but after only half a moment, Sanskrit Yin's drinking power attacked, and he could use his spiritual power to calm down, and he became more and more trance when he watched Fuyao speak. Beiming, who had been concerned, naturally saw that something was wrong with the Sanskrit sound, so he wanted her to go back to rest. But several times she was stopped by Fuyao, who pulled Fanyin's arm and prevented her from leaving.

Fanyin felt more and more chaotic at this time, when Bei Ming and Nan Kun were talking, Nan Fuyao was drunk, and he fed her a glass of white wine with Fanyin, Fanyin was already weak and confused, and it didn't stop Fuyao's enthusiasm. When Beiming turned around, Sanskrit had already drunk it, and Beiming couldn't help but shout: "Fanyin!"

I just saw Fanyin stand up, ignore Beiming, and said to Nan Fuyao: "I really can't accompany you anymore, I can't do it, I'm going back to the room, you and Beiming drink." After that, the Sanskrit sound disappeared in an instant.

"Wait, wait for me," Nan Fuyao also staggered, his words full of drunkenness, "Sanskrit Yin's spiritual method is so good, I don't even know." "Let's go after Sanskrit.

"This girl has drunk a lot today, Beiming, you help me watch a little sway, don't let her go into the room. Nan Kun said carefully.

"Good. "Bei Ming responded, he also wanted to go up to see Sanskrit.

After he accompanied Nan Fuyao to the sixth-floor guest room, Nan Fuyao turned around and didn't go in, but said to the air, "I don't want to sleep by myself." ”

"What?"

"I'm going to sleep with Sanskrit. Fuyao's voice was a little louder, and before Beiming could stop her, she had already walked briskly to the fifteenth floor, Fanyin's residence.

Fanyin was trying to open the door, but suddenly she was hugged by the rock, and her legs were weak and she almost didn't stand.

Nan Fuyao said, "Fanyin, I'm going to sleep with you today." ”

"What?" said Sanskrit.

"I'm going to sleep with you, I'm going to sleep with you, okay. Nan Fuyao used the strength of the wine to be coquettish with Sanskrit.

"But I ......" Fanyin wanted to refuse, she was really not used to living with others, she was always used to being alone, even if she was Yaya on weekdays, she did not have such a closeness in behavior. But now she was too strong to hold on, so she had to say, "Okay, you come in with me, you've drunk too much, get drunk, slow down." ”

She turned the door, she couldn't stand still, and she would help Nan Fuyao, who was about to get drunk. Beiming stood outside the door, trying to help her, but he couldn't do it. Fanyin dragged Nan Fuyao, and now she was completely lying on Fanyin, looking at Beiming standing outside, Fanyin didn't say a word, and closed the door.

Beiming stood at the door, stunned.

Fanyin dragged Nan Fuyao to the back room, who knew that this sister didn't see anything outside, and generously stripped naked, went into the bathroom, and washed up. While washing, he said drunkly: "I'll take a bath first." ”

At this time, Fanyin himself was also about to get drunk, but fortunately, his spiritual power has grown over the years, and the time to suppress his alcohol power has been longer. Suddenly remembering something, she staggered through her sheepskin bag, which she had always carried with her when she went out.

After a while, when she took out several flowers from it, which she had taken from her uncle Leng Che when she was in the tourist village, she thought of giving them to everyone as gifts. But she has been busy for the past two days, and she hasn't taken care of it. She arranged the flowers in a row, picked out one, and walked out of the room.

At this time, Beiming was taking a bath in the room, his heart was sullen and unhappy, thinking about the tacit understanding between Sanskrit and Leng Yi when he was playing chess just now, he was annoyed. He ran wildly at his hair, heard a knock on the door outside, and knew it was Tiankuo.

In the middle of the night, he was so tired that he wanted to rest, so he didn't bother to open the door for him as soon as possible. When he heard the knock on the door again, he turned off the water in the shower, buttoned the white towel on his head, put on his trousers, and before the water droplets on his upper body were dry, he came over and opened the door.

Open the door, habitually turn around and continue to wipe your hair, ready to go to the couch and sit down. But as soon as he took a step, he felt that something was wrong, and turned around suddenly, only to see Fanyin looking at him with wide eyes, and his water-like face was already crimson at this time, I don't know if it was because of the wine or because he saw Beiming's sexy figure without clothes.

The two looked at each other, both of them were shocked, and before Bei Ming could speak, Fanyin raised his hand and slammed the door shut for him.

Beiming was shocked to his senses, immediately put on a white shirt, and without waiting for a breather, he immediately went over and opened the door again. Fortunately, Sanskrit has not left yet! Hurriedly spoke: "I thought you were Tiankuo just now, and you have the smell of wine on your body today, and I didn't distinguish it for a while." ”

Sanskrit kept his head and was silent.

Bei Ming said again: "Do you want to come in and sit?"

Sanskrit still doesn't speak

"What's wrong, what's the matter?"

"It's okay!" Sanskrit answered, raising his hand and pressing the flower to Beiming's chest: "This is for you, I gave you a New Year's gift." ”

Beiming looked down, Fanyin had already withdrawn his hand, when he caught the flower, he saw that Fanyin was about to leave, and hurriedly grabbed Fanyin, pulled Fanyin back to his room, and closed the door.

Looking at Fanyin in front of him, Beiming didn't know how to speak, just looked down at her, and Fanyin didn't raise his eyes to look at him. Just as Bei Meditation was about to say something, Sanskrit muttered, "Why are you unhappy today?"

"I—I don't. Beiming didn't know how to answer.

"Why are you unhappy today?" asked Sanskrit again, and his tone was a little unhappy. The two of them get along day and night, and the other party's words and deeds can't hide their emotions.

"I ......" Bei Ming was speechless for a while.