"Neurotic!"

Xia Menglan was too lazy to entangle with Song.

With so many people present, she didn't want to be a joke.

She broke away from Song Zhi, and in a panic, Xia Menglan hid behind Yan Xu.

Yan Xu seemed to be very satisfied with Xia Menglan's unintentional actions, moved his steps, completely blocked her with his tall body, and raised his eyebrows to look at Shen Lang.

Today's drinking party was carefully prepared by him, how could it be ruined.

But it will only be unsightly, and the people who can control Song only on the scene can only smile at the corners of their mouths, and they are not afraid of big things when they see the excitement.

He was half-sitting and half-snuggling on the high chair, with lingering and restrictiveness in his eyes, as if he had no doting, caged on Song Zhi's body.

Shen Lang didn't intend to stop Song from just messing around, and even, there was a little appreciation.

"Mr. Shen, should you take care of your female companion?!" Yan Xu finally couldn't stand the disgusting expression on Shen Lang's face, and said angrily: "If you don't plan to care, maybe, I can help you." ”

Shen Lang touched the tip of his nose and said lightly, "You can try it." ”

Although the corners of his mouth were smiling, there was a deep threat in the depths of his eyes.

Yan Xu didn't dare to make radical moves, so he could only protect Xia Menglan like an eagle catching a chicken.

It's just that...... It's the eagle a little drunk.

Because of the strenuous activity, Song only felt a good churning in his abdomen.

Eating and drinking rushed to her neck, and she clutched her chest and retched.

Yan Xu pulled Xia Menglan and jumped back, distancing himself from the drunken cat.

His face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and he was silent for a few seconds, not wanting to deal with a drunken cat who had a backer.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I, I'm just, just a trick." Song only smoothed his chest and felt a little more comfortable, but as soon as he spoke, the food in his stomach suddenly surged up along with the high-grade red wine he had drunk.

"Gross!" Song only sprayed Yan Xu and Xia Menglan in one gulp.

Spit it out, she was much more comfortable, Shen Lang took out a tissue at this time, wiped Song Zhi's mouth, and then, grabbed his little drunken cat, walked straight to Boss Zhu, raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently: "I hope Boss Zhu can think about it carefully, whether Mr. Yan is a qualified partner or not." ”

After saying that, he left the reception directly.

The early autumn night had added a touch of coolness, Shen Lang took off his blazer and wrapped Song Zhizhi.

Q: Under what circumstances can a person burst into infinite potential?

A: When you drink too much.

is like Song Moumou at this moment.

She was happy like a wild horse foal, breaking free from the reins, running wildly on the vast prairie, roaring, shouting, rejoicing, and jumping, anyway, she came as comfortable as she could, and Shen Lang chased how sad.

Shen Lang regretted it, he knew that the scene would get out of control like this, he would never let Song only drink so much wine.

He raised his hand to support his forehead, and wanted to pretend that he didn't know Song Zhizhi.

"Poof!" With a bang, a certain drunk cat finally couldn't run, and lay down on the ground with a crooked body, sleeping soundly.

Shen Lang touched the tip of his cold nose, closed his eyes, and ran over hard.

"Hey, Song."

He patted her face, but she waved his hand open.

"Hmm...... Mengmeng, don't make trouble. Song only rubbed his nose, turned over and continued to sleep.

Shen Lang's face is even darker, why does this second goods always like to sleep on the street?!

At this time, there are not many pedestrians on the street, but there are also a lot, some people are looking this way, and some people are taking out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Shen Lang hated this feeling of being in the limelight, so he directly picked up Song Zhizhi, quickly stopped a car, and stuffed her into it as if he was checking luggage.

"Huh!?" He took Song only out of the car, because the wound behind him only healed, and in addition, recently Song only under the care of Song's mother, and he gained a lot of weight, Shen Lang hugged a little hard: "Why is it so heavy!?" ”

Song only hung on Shen Lang's body, but it looked very comfortable.

She yawned, chirped, wrapped her hands around Shen Lang's neck, and sprayed Shen Lang's face with a strong smell of wine.

"Finally...... It's home! ”

Shen Lang opened the door and put Song only on the sofa.

He also collapsed beside her, took off the bag hanging around his neck, and put it on the coffee table casually: "I did it to myself, I shouldn't have let you drink so much wine." ”

Song only stretched his body suddenly, and kicked Shen Lang's ass with a "bang": "Come on, come on, let's, let's continue drinking." ”

Shen Lang flicked at Song's little head: "I know how to drink, and I don't look at what I look like now." ”

He poured a glass of water and helped Song to feed her only in his arms.

She took a few big sips, chirped, and muttered softly: "Why is the taste of this wine today not quite right?" ”

Shen Lang's face was black, and he only hated that he was too soft-hearted, otherwise he would have thrown her out of the window a long time ago.

It is still more difficult to take care of a drunk person, especially Song Zhi, who is not honest in any of his duties.

He pressed Song only on the bed, one of her feet stretched out, repeated hundreds of times, she finally didn't move, Shen Lang felt that he was more tired than running a 50-kilometer marathon.

He gently wiped Song Zhi's face with a towel, and suddenly, his hand began to shrink, and bursts of white mist poured out around his body, Shen Lang raised his eyes to look at the quartz clock hanging on the wall, his face changed suddenly, he patted his head hard, "poof", and his clothes suddenly covered the body of the little meow.

"Meow ......"

The little meow's cry was full of unwillingness and complaints, and before he could get out of his clothes, a big hand carried him into the air.

His little paws grabbed indiscriminately, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was Song with a malicious face.

"Stinky cat! You're finally in my hands today. Song wrinkled his nose, and a sneeze sprayed the little meow all over his face.

The little meow instantly exploded, and the sharp little claws scratched down on his hand.

"Shhh

Song was in pain and threw the little meow out suddenly.

"Meow!"

Little Meow rolled on the ground, staring at a pair of demonic eyes, glaring at Song angrily.

"Oops!" Song was not to be outdone, and puffed up a bun face: "Damn stinky cat, see who can save you today, the master has to pick your skin today!" ”

The small, soft, and cute little meow looked at Song, as if she was looking at a big pervert.

When she saw him rushing towards her, Little Meow suddenly ran out.

Song pounced, and his anger deepened: "Dare to run, dare to run!" ”

Subsequently, a cat-and-mouse scene was staged in the house.

It's just that this "little mouse" was replaced by Shen Lang.

The little meow stretched out her hand very quickly, jumping up and down, so tired that Song was out of breath.

He supported his knees with both hands, sweating profusely, he raised his hand and pointed at the little meow, panting and said, "You, you, you're enough!" Obediently, obediently get me off the closet, or else...... Otherwise......"

Little Meow squinted, slowly raised her pink and tender little paws, showed her extremely sharp claws, and licked them gently, looking like she was yelling at Song.

Song was so angry that he ran into the second bedroom, took out a feather duster, and hit the little meow at the top of the wardrobe.

The little cat spun and jumped, and its light body was like a light feather.

Song was discouraged, drooped his head, and muttered weakly, "Gotcha!" I admit defeat, I can't fight you. ”

He sat down, looking like a frosted eggplant.

The corners of the little meow's mouth rose slightly, and an extremely provocative smile appeared.

That smile full of banter fell into Song Li's eyes, and it immediately ignited the anger in his heart.

He didn't move, still looking half-dead.

Little Meow didn't know that Song was holding back and jumped from the top of the big wardrobe to the bed.

Song suddenly moved, he suddenly pulled up the sheets, covered the little meow inside, and then, with a grumpy little fist, greeted the little meow in the sheets.

In the middle of the night, the screams of cats were very terrifying, and Song finally finished venting, carrying the poor little meow, walked to the door, and then kicked him out.

"Bang...... Knock knock knock ......"

"Meow...... Woo! ”

Little Meow rolled down the stairs and staggered to her feet.

"Song is ......"

The little meow was startled, and hurriedly covered his pink little mouth, just ...... What happened?!

He was able to speak when he turned into a cat?!

Shen Lang couldn't believe his ears, opened his mouth again, and tried to say: "Eat grapes without spitting out grape skins!" ”

"I'm wiping it!"

Frightened, the little meow said a foul word, what is the situation with this Nima!?

Doesn't it mean that you can't become a good person after the founding of the country?

How could he......

The little cat moved her body and rushed down the stairs with an arrow.

The Shen family's mansion.

Shen Yuan still didn't come out of the haze of broken love, he obsessively put on the mask he bought wholesale in Anne's live broadcast room, and lay on the sofa in the living room.

Yao Qiandai really couldn't bear it, and she couldn't wait to smash this unlucky son with the durian she had just bought.

"Are you finished?!" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, thinking in her head whether she should smash Shen Yuan's head or his chest.

Shen Yuan tore off the mask and looked at his wife with tears in his eyes: "Mom...... I'm uncomfortable here......" He patted his chest gently: "My heart hurts, it seems that someone hurts." ”

"I hurt your grandmother's leg!" Yao Qiandai was finally about to make a move, and a durian smashed down into his chest.

Fortunately, Shen Yuan dodged quickly, otherwise, he would have become the first person in history to be stoned to death by the old lady with durian.

"Ding-dong."

The two of them got into a mess, of course, mainly because Yao Qiandai beat her son.

"Open the door, open the door......"

There were bursts of shouts outside the door, which made Yao Qiandai stop.

She blinked, looked at Shen Yuan, and then pointed to the door: "Outside the door...... Looks like your brother's voice?! ”

Shen Yuan glanced at his watch: "How is it possible, my brother ...... at this time"

"Mom, Xiaoyuan, open the door for me."

Shen Yuan and Yao Qiandai glanced at each other and exclaimed in unison: "It's really him!" ”