The amount of alcohol in the sycamore is not very good.

Well... can't say it's bad, she drank eight or nine taels of liquor at about fifty degrees, such a amount of wine is not bad.

But the amount of alcohol in Wutong is not good enough to get drunk in a thousand glasses, and it is estimated that she has not drunk such a high number of wines, and she is not used to it.

At this time, the state of the sycamore... State... Anyway, Ye Nanshan was a little unbearable, and the stimulation was a little unbearable.

Wutong drank too much, and he was drunk and crazy, but he didn't jump up and down like crazy, and he didn't have the frame of the second and third children of the earth after drinking, but he looked more delicate and cute than usual.

A pretty face is flushed, drunk and slightly drunk, speaks softly, and exhales softly, which is indeed more charming than normal.

However, Ye Nanshan wanted to ask, what the hell are you hanging on me if you drink too much and don't let go?

At this time, the sycamore, like a koala, was hanging on Ye Nanshan's body, and he was humming a few words from time to time.

She is obviously in a state of confusion now, Ye Nanshan wanted her to come down, but she hugged Ye Nanshan's neck tightly and refused to let go.

If it weren't for Ye Nanshan, who thought he was a highly educated intellectual, and silently recited the mantra of purifying his heart, the eight honors and eight shames, and the core values of socialism, maybe he couldn't help but eat the scum of the sycamore today.

Well, for a gentleman like himself, with the spirit of not being chaotic, Ye Nanshan praises himself.

He won't admit that it's just because of his own cowardice, and he has no lust and no guts, and he is afraid that Wutong will kill him when he comes to his senses.

The evil thought was endured, but, holding such a big beauty in her arms, she also rubbed herself with her face like a cat from time to time, so fragrant and exciting, Ye Nanshan was also uncomfortable, uncomfortable.

"Can you come down, if you're drunk, go to bed and rest for a while. Ye Nanshan hugged Wutong and said helplessly in her ear.

Wutong didn't seem to hear what he said at all, so he didn't react, and rubbed Ye Nanshan with his head, and said in a drunken voice: "You smell so good." ”

Ye Nanshan gently pushed Wutong again, but Wutong still hugged very tightly, Ye Nanshan had no choice but to let her continue to hang on herself like this.

Ye Nanshan no longer said anything to Wutong, and now Wutong, no matter what Ye Nanshan says, she can't hear it, and she won't respond, she only knows that she doesn't let go of Ye Nanshan, and says a few drunken words by herself from time to time.

Holding such a person, there is definitely no way to go out, and besides, holding such a person, you can't do anything else, but the most uncomfortable thing for Ye Nanshan is that she still doesn't dare to do something to Wutong like this.

It's like holding a pot of delicious meat, and it's so gluttonous that people can't stand it, but they don't dare to eat it.

Ye Nanshan also drank some wine, but he didn't drink much, and he could withstand it, but he was only slightly drunk.

I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything in the afternoon, so I can only wait for Wutong to finish drinking and get off him.

Ye Nanshan silently made up her mind, she resolutely couldn't let Wutong drink more in the future, especially outside, she drank too much now, and she hugged herself, and the ghost knew that she would drink too much in the future, if it wasn't just herself, the ghost knew who she would hug.

Ye Nanshan was also a little drunk, and he was a little sleepy when he was bored, so he sat on the edge of the bed with Wutong in his arms, leaned on the head of the bed and squinted and napped.

After this nap, when Ye Nanshan woke up again, it was already the time to hear the rooster crowing outside in the second half of the night.

When Ye Nanshan opened his eyes, he found that he was lying flat on the bed, and Wutong was nestled in his arms, his head was pillowed on his arm, and one arm was still half wrapped around Ye Nanshan's neck, sleeping soundly.

Ye Nanshan was suddenly shocked,

It's not because I'm 'sharing the same bed' with Sycamore, but I think I have to get off the bed quickly, otherwise if I'm found by Sycamore, I'm going to have to cripple him.

The sleeping Wutong didn't hold Ye Nanshan's neck anymore and didn't let go, Ye Nanshan gently took Wutong's hand away, and then gently lifted her head a little, carefully pulled out the arm that was pillowed under her head, and then got out of bed lightly.

Now that it is not a short time before dawn, Ye Nanshan thought about it, and made a bunk next to the bed, ready to sleep for a while.

When he was about to fall asleep, Ye Nanshan looked at the sleeping Wutong lying on the bed, smiled slightly, and whispered to himself: "It's really not light to be drunk, and there is wine red on your face." ”

......

Next.

Ye Nanshan kicked open the door of Murong Jianyu's house.

Yes, it was called a kick, and I walked in with my toes high.

"You're going to die!" Murong Jianyu glared at Ye Nanshan and said a little disheveled.

Ye Nanshan didn't answer, he sat down on the stool next to Murong Jianyu's bed, and then a wine jug appeared in his hand, Ye Nanshan opened the lid of the wine jug, and a smell of wine overflowed.

Murong Jianyu's nose twitched suddenly, Murong Jianyu is an expert in drinking, and she never leaves her body every day, as she herself said, if you don't eat food, you can't stop drinking.

Murong Jianyu doesn't have to taste the wine, just by smelling it, he can roughly know what kind of wine it is.

"You ...... wine," Murong Jianyu said, staring at the wine jug in Ye Nanshan's hand.

Murong Jianyu had never smelled such a smell of wine, smelling this wine, Murong Jianyu could conclude that the pot must be filled with spirits, and it was the best liquor she had never drunk!

Ye Nanshan knocked on Erlang's leg, and the old god said: "What about my big gift?

Murong Jianyu was slightly stunned, and then said, "I want to inspect the goods first." ”

As he spoke, Murong Jianyu snatched the wine jug in Ye Nanshan's hand with lightning speed, opened his mouth and poured it into his mouth.

What Ye Nanshan just took out is not the liquor distilled from the white jade wine, but the liquor distilled from the grain liquor, the liquor has not been fermented twice, and the new liquor is called a spicy and irritable liquor.

Murong Jianyu poured this big gulp into his mouth, and when he swallowed it, his expression was similar to that of a knife swallower, and his tears were about to be squeezed out.

Finally swallowed a large sip of wine, Murong Jianyu closed his eyes, as if he was reminiscing, and after a long while, Murong Jianyu suddenly opened his eyes.

As Murong Jianyu opened his eyes, Ye Nanshan suddenly felt a stream of air emanating from Murong Jianyu's body, blowing his clothes, and the closed window was also washed open by this airflow, and Murong Jianyu's own hair was also windless.

Ye Nanshan looked slightly stunned, and thought, drink a drink, as for it?

Murong Jianyu exhaled, looked down at the wine jug in his hand, and said, "What kind of wine is this, it's really unpleasant, but... Enough!"