The king's evil party, a few people in the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring who wanted to watch the excitement felt that they were instantly splashed with cold water.

I thought that tonight was a sweet torture scene between the big guy and the master, and no matter how bad it was, it was an ambiguous and fragrant scene where the big guy blackened and forced the master.

But they never expected that tonight would be a drama where the big guy slapped himself in the face and created a black history without black history!

[I can count on tonight's events to laugh for a whole year.] Suzaku turned around and said to the people behind him.

Yin Wushuang was silent to cut off the connection with the Purple Phoenix Ancient Ring, she squatted down and hugged the unconscious Jun Shangyi to bed.

During the whole process, the king did not wake up.

After putting Jun Shangxie on the bed, Yin Wushuang found that Jun Shangxie had already put a bag on the door of his head, making the originally handsome and unequaled face more funny.

Yin Wushuang bowed, his eyebrows bent: "My cousin doesn't know how to measure and poured you so much wine." ”

At the banquet, the drunk Yin Tianji suddenly reappeared the bad habit of being a disciple of the gentleman, hooked the neck of the king, and shouted: "Is it a brother?" If it's a brother, I'll drink three bowls in a row, and if I don't drink it, I'm a turtle grandson! ”

The king forcibly suppressed the urge to take out the sickle of death, and drank three bowls in line with the principle that blood should not be seen on the day of great joy.

I don't know that this alcohol has a lot of stamina, and the king who hasn't drunk for a long time is so dizzy.

"Is it a turtle grandson? If it's not a turtle grandson, drink three more bowls! Yin Tianji, who was overexcited about marrying his wife, was catalyzed by alcohol, and he didn't know how to write the word "death", and slapped the table: "What kind of expression do you have?" Well? If you don't drink with me, you still want to marry my cousin?! Believe it or not, as a cousin, I immediately married her to someone else?! ”

The king forcibly suppressed the impulse to cut people, and in line with the principle that his family should not be killed, he drank three more bowls, a total of six bowls of wine, and became confused.

"Yes, this is my brother, come, drink three more bowls!" Yin Tianji laughed heartily.

Jun Shangxie stood up with a cold face, he picked up the bowl of wine, and said in an arrogant tone: "Don't call me brother, call me big brother." ”

"Yes! Eldest brother! Big brother drinks! ”

That ridiculous picture, Yin Wushuang feels a headache when he thinks about it now.

The difference between before and after a man drinks is also too big.

She helped Jun Shangxie cover the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Jun Shangxie's face, and her phoenix eyes showed a warm color.

During this period of time, it was not easier than her.

Therefore, she did not stop her cousin from pulling him to drink, for the evil king, life is a rare madness.

It's Chinese New Year's Eve night again...... This should be the strangest Chinese New Year's Eve she has ever had.

Outside the boudoir, someone started to set off fireworks, which exploded in colorful colors and were extremely gorgeous.

Yin Wushuang felt that the person in front of her was also extremely gorgeous.

It is the kind of splendor more than fireworks.

To be able to get this kind of splendor, she is really lucky in her three lives.

"I'm small-minded, I can't fit anyone else, don't worry." Yin Wushuang's voice was extremely soft: "Idiot." ”

The Dao Sect, which had been snowing, suddenly stopped snowing, and tomorrow would be a good day for the sun to come out.

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The next day, before dawn, the king woke up.

He woke up with a headache, and the price of a hangover was still not small.

Seeing him wake up, Yin Wushuang warmed the sobering tea with his spiritual power, and brought it to Jun Shangxie: "Drink, you have been drunk all night." ”

Jun Shangye shook his head, he couldn't remember what happened last night at all, he drank the sobering tea, and his voice was hoarse: "I feel like I have a bag on my head, and it hurts a little." ”

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