"If you don't get drunk, you won't go home!" Jin Wenlang was obviously also angry with the attitude of Master B just now, and pulled over a bottle of beer and blew it with Ning Yi.

"Our second teacher is the best, our Jinda is the best, and it's super good. Come on, drink! Zhai Jiangyu also drank it.

Shi Qingqing was so puzzled that he witnessed a big battle from pure eating to pure drinking, which was simply incredible.

But tonight she seems to have seen the former Ning Yi again, lively and confident, and a little stinky. This is a good phenomenon, and indulging in lovelorn all the time will only make her lose her vitality and be negative and misanthropic. Now although she is drunk presumptuously, she has a little bit of her original demeanor.

She hadn't seen Ning Yi like this for a long time, she was so relieved that she glanced at Hu Yue'er and them, and then tacitly opened the wine.

When a group of people are together, as long as there is one person who takes the lead, and everyone has a good relationship, it will definitely be drunk.

Wine is not a very good thing to drink, and it even tastes slightly worse. But because of this slightly worse taste, there is such a trace of stubborn bitterness, implying taboos, and after drinking with twisted eyebrows, there is a slight tingling sensation on the head. It's not like pure sweet or pure water, and it's tasteless to drink too much, and it has more meaning of wanting to talk about it. Therefore, even if it is a very ordinary beer, it is also named by the world as a "drink to forgiveness, and it is difficult to raise a glass to cut off", which brings some indulgence and comfort to the emotion, even if it is unpleasant, it is not the same.

Emotions guide the sense of taste, and emotions intensify contradictions.

Ning Yi went from the excitement at the beginning to the vision for the future, and then to the frustration of repeated fruitless submissions, and finally stopped at the back of Cheng Hang turning away. Resolutely, as if all the previous things were broken like bubbles. People say that wine can drown her sorrows, but the more she drinks, the more sad she becomes, and the more she drinks, the more her head hurts.

When she reached for the last bottle of wine, everyone in the room was already on all sides, and they were all out of shape. Jin Wenlang drank and hummed a song, Ning Yi felt familiar, but his brain was knotted, and he just couldn't remember what song it was.

It took a long time for her to break free from the tangle, and then she got up and hooked her right foot with the wine to the leg of the stool who didn't know who, and staggered into a strong embrace.

When people are drunk, they are probably sluggish.

And very sluggish. I can't remember the name of a song, and I can't remember whether a person recognizes it. She was so groggy that her head was like a mess of mush, heavy and sticky to her entire brain. Her eyes were open, in fact, she could only draw the outline of the person in front of her, but she couldn't see her facial features clearly, and when she listened with her ears, she could only hear the noisy sound of "buzzing". At first, it seemed like someone was talking, then it was like a table and chair colliding, and then it was so confused that I couldn't hear clearly.

I don't know if she was drunk or sleepy, she felt that it was really comfortable to hold her arms, so she simply closed her eyes and just lay down.

If the sky is full of stars, dotted in the night, and like a spring breeze, she lies in the willows. It was light and misty, mixed with a light incense, tickling her dizzy head from time to time.

Ning Yi fell asleep instantly.

A dark and sweet night.

Of course, if she wakes up the next day and is not waiting for her with a review notice, she will feel more satisfied.

It was already half past nine in the morning when the morning light poured into Ning Yi's bed. She opened her sleepy eyes, and then woke up with a notification on her phone:

"Come to my office at 10 a.m." - Gu Ming

Gu Ming is one of Ning's counselors, so he must have known about them going out to drink yesterday. They drank too much yesterday and must have missed the curfew. Another large group of people acted together, and the target base was too large, which made the dormitory aunts ...... As she was thinking, her head suddenly tingled, and after a brief composure she realized that she had drunk a broken pill yesterday, because she had no memory of how she had come back.

It couldn't be that she walked back by herself, she searched her memories with great difficulty, only to find that she remembered nothing but a steady embrace.

She instantly felt a little scared, and glanced down at her whole body, but fortunately she didn't lose her arms or legs, and she wasn't disheveled.

She looked up, and one leg of the waiter on the top bunk was hanging outside.

Last night, it was too presumptuous.