Of course, Crazy Song didn't think it was because she was carrying this guy and squeezing his stomach that this situation occurred.

With a disgusted face, she grabbed Ji Zhong's belt, carried the person into the bath, and turned on the shower to rush.

Ji Zhong was carried out of the red fruit land.

This room smells of vomit and can't be lived.

Crazy Song didn't think about wrapping a quilt for Ji Zhong, and Ji Zhong, who was carrying Chiguoguo, went to another guest room.

duration

"Tian Meng, you bastard."

Ji Zhong hugged Crazy Song's arm, stared at Wild Song with misty eyes, and shouted with a big tongue: "Tian Meng, you want to be my sister, dream, I won't be your brother if I die." ”

Wild Song: ......

They all say that they are drunk and spit out the truth, it seems that this guy is telling the truth now.

No, it's a matter of hypocrisy.

"Tian Meng, a woman like you, no one will want you, you are an old girl for life, I will have a son in the future, so I won't let him give you a pension!"

Ji Zhong pointed to the wild song and laughed.

Laughing and laughing, his face leaning close to the wild song.

Then, he raised his hand and pinched the cheeks of Wild Song.

He snorted: "It feels good to feel like a real Nima." ”

Wild Song: ......

Let's die!

Ji Zhong had already stretched out his hands and wrapped his arms around Wild Song's neck.

The whole person was half-hung on the body of the wild song.

He muttered, "It's so cold." ”

There is no cover on the top and bottom of the body, so it's strange if it's not cold.

Ji Zhong, who is very cold, is closer to the wild song.

He didn't ask for a response from Crazy Song, he lowered his head and rubbed against Wild Song's chest: "It's so soft......"

Wild Song......

Normally, she doesn't hesitate to kick people out.

Kick out the window, roll as far as you want.

But, today, she also drank.

Although it is not as bad as Ji Zhong to lose his judgment.

But the cerebral cortex is excited, and the kidneys are even more excited.

It's like holding back for too long, and I especially want to fight a sweaty battle.

Crazy Song reached out and pinched Ji Zhong's chin and lifted his head.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Stir up fire on the hammer.

I'm sorry.

Ji Zhong glared at Wild Song.

Glaring, he tilted his head and bit the lip of the wild song.

This woman, who had been dragging and dragging, was always beating him.

Today, he's going to turn over as a king and knock her to the ground!

She must be made to call her brother on her knees.

Crying and begging for mercy.

In the future, people before and after him must be respectful and respectful.

A must, a must!

Before he could knock Madsong down, Madsong kicked his shoes and went to bed, pressing him directly on the bed.

A night of sauce brewing.

Ji Zhong was very drunk, and because of this, he changed his otaku attributes, and the waves in bed took off.

No, it should have exposed his otaku attributes.

He secretly watched the two-dimensional Huang Man every day, and finally had a yellow dream.

Naturally, it is to fly in the waves.

The next day the sun shone in through the window.

Ji Zhong opened his eyes in a daze, staring at the dazzling sun.

It's so painful, probably because of the sequelae of the car accident.

He sat up, and realized that he had no clothes on him.

Not to mention the red fruit field, there are still many traces in the grass.

At first glance, it is the traces left by sweet dreams.

Ji Zhong raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

It seems that I did have a beautiful dream.

In the dream, his two-dimensional young lady lay beside him and let him do whatever he wanted.

There was the sound of water rattling in the bathroom.

Ji Zhong's thoughts retracted, and he realized that there were no clothes of his own on the ground.

Moreover, this room was obviously not the room he was familiar with.

Where is he?

What's going on?

What about mobile phones?

What about clothes?