Chapter 8: Why don't I drink you to death
This is a madman, and he can't communicate normally, just get used to it, just get used to it.
Before the drunkard arrived, the sound came first.
Listening to the crazy words of the drunkard outside, Jun Moyan frowned lightly in displeasure.
But Wen Xiaoai's hand to remove the bandage did not stop.
Seeing this, Bai Yi on the side hurriedly ran out of the villa and helped Tsing Yi bring in the drunkard who was crazy.
Jun Moyan threw the removed bandages aside and stood up from the sofa.
With the arrival of the drunkard, the air in the hall was directly polluted.
It is no exaggeration to say that if you catch a person who doesn't drink and stand next to the drunkard for five minutes, it is estimated that you will get drunk to death.
"Why don't you drink to death." Jun Moyan looked at the drunkard who couldn't stand steadily, and really wanted to kick him in the head.
"Hiccup......
The drunkard burped, causing the two people in white clothes and green clothes who were holding him to look disgusted, so they almost threw him directly to the ground.
"Hehe, I'm trying to drink myself to death." The drunkard smiled, his fair face was full of drunken red.
As he spoke, he shook off Bai Yi and Qing Yi, stumbled towards Jun Mo Yan.
The smell of wine made Jun Moyan frown.
"Come, let the drunkard see how badly injured he is, so anxious that the guy in white snatched all my wine gourds and said that he wanted to marry me, which scared me enough."
The white clothes and green clothes on the side are full of black lines.
This...... Drunk or not?
I can't even tell the difference between Tsing Yi and White Yi.
Jun Mo Yan grabbed his hand and touched him indiscriminately.
He frowned and said to the subordinate standing on the side: "Go and bring me a bucket of cold water to sober him up." ”
He looked like a ghost, he was really afraid that the drunkard would slaughter the cat as a roast goose and use it for wine.
“… I'll go. Tsing Yi volunteered, grabbed ahead of the others, turned around and ran to the bathroom first.
"Didn't you deal with this injury, why did you ask me to come, wouldn't it be nice to change your clothes?"
The drunkard was a little speechless, and when he saw him covered in blood, he thought that he had been cut off and injured the major arteries.
I usually don't see him so anxious when he's injured like this.
Jun Moyan pursed his lips and said nothing, just grabbed one of his wrists tightly to prevent him from falling.
Then wait for Tsing Yi to bring water.
A minute later, Tsing Yi ran over with a basin of water and a towel.
Seeing that the water was coming, Jun Mo Yan let go of the drunkard's wrist.
Without Jun Moyan grabbing it, the drunkard's body was a little floating, so he simply sat on the ground with his ass.
Seeing this, Tsing Yi first put the basin of water on a few cases, then soaked the towel and wrung it out......
"What are you doing?" Jun Moyan looked at Tsing Yi's actions and asked with a twisted eyebrow.
"Here, wash his face, let him sober up."
"Ahem......" Bai Yi on the side couldn't help coughing.
Is this Tsing Yi also drinking? Still didn't understand what Sanshao said just now?
Aren't you afraid that the three young people will be angry and let you drink this basin of face wash?
Jun Mo Yan's anger that had been stored up all night and had nowhere to vent burned even more vigorously at this moment, and his white and slender fingers pointed at the cats on several cases, and he was furious:
"If you delay its treatment, you can all go to the overseas manufacturing factory to see the warehouse."
Tsing Yi was so frightened that the towel in his hand that had just been wrung out almost didn't fall back into the basin.
In my impression, Sanshao rarely loses his temper like this.
This cat...... What the hell is going on?
Can the drunkard's face be washed?
Tsing Yi grabbed the towel and stood there for a while, not knowing what to do, so he could only glare at the drunkard resentfully:
You're a dead drunkard, you're going to hurt me!