Xie Jinxiao gave himself a minute to accept the beggar in front of him, where can he still tell that it is Tong Yuyang, the son of Pianpianjia?

He reluctantly accepted Tong Yuyang, who looked like a beggar, before he cautiously entered the house, and as soon as he entered, he seemed to turn around and run away.

The room was full of bottles, and there were many wine stains spilled on the floor, and the taste of various wines mixed together was really unique.

However, when he saw Tong Yuyang at the door, he still resisted the urge to run away, hey, forget it, he will be a living bodhisattva, and comfort his good brother who is rejected every day.

He stretched out his hand and patted Tong Yuyang's shoulder: "That, brother, the so-called women are like clothes, brothers are like siblings, is it enough for you to have me in your life?" What's so good about Song Shihao, it's just that she has a good-looking skin, you come with me, I promise to let you see a different skin that is better than her every day! ”

Tong Yuyang tilted his body, squinted his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly, it felt like he was looking at a fool. Xie Jinxiao was furious by him, and was about to withdraw his hand, but the beggar Tong Yuyang spoke: "No one is better than Shi, no!" ”

Xie Jinxiao hadn't learned the course of comforting people since he was so old, so he didn't know what to do when he stood like this, so he could only follow his words and say, "Yes, yes, no one is as good as you." ”

Tong Yuyang nodded and muttered, "Yes, no one can compare, no one can compare." I like her, I love it. I like it so much that I can't live without her. But in the depths of his mind, there was always another face, a little baby fat, but very cute, with smart eyebrows and a sunny smile. He shook his head to shake off the shadow that shouldn't have appeared, and continued to murmur, "I like Shihao, I like Shihao......"

As he spoke, he walked to the bed, leaning over and falling onto the bed.

Xie Jinxiao has a headache, so he shouldn't fall in love, it hurts so much! Thinking of Baixi again, for some reason there was a trace of irritability in his heart, he drove away the irritability, continued to walk towards Tong Yuyang, and took away the wine bottle in his hand: "Yuyang, wake up, go take a bath, clean up, and sleep well." You kid hasn't found Han Jiang's location for me yet, don't fall for you! And Song Shihao is not married, won't you still have a chance? Even if you get married, can't you pry the corner of the wall that should be pried? ”

Tong Yu said something in a daze, Xie Jinxiao didn't hear it clearly, and only when he got closer did he understand what he said: "Ling Ling ......"

Xie Jinxiao sighed: "Don't worry, Ling Ling is fine." It's a little sad, but it's always getting better. He sat next to Tong Yuyang, turned his head to look at him several times, and almost scolded him every time, but he endured it again when he saw his appearance, "I said, my sister has let go, what do you mean by being drunk here?" Didn't she tell you directly to let you go and be with Song Shihao? What do you mean? ”

Tong Yuyang suddenly opened his eyes, his sloppy gaze slowly focused, and finally fell on Xie Jinxiao: "You said that Han Jiang hasn't been found yet." ”

Xie Jinxiao was overjoyed, turned his head to look at him, and finally could see some human appearance: "That's right!" If you are decadent, won't I lose the main force? ”

Tong Yuyang got up and said in a firm tone: "You wait for me, I'll pack up and leave." ”