This afternoon was the happiest and happiest afternoon they had in recent years. They masturbated, drank, talked about life, talked loudly, laughed, and vented all the grievances, anger, and depression of the past few years.

Hu Lao brought them delicious barbecue again and again, and tears glistened in his eyes: It's good to be young!

This time, I have been eating for more than an hour, eating heartily and darkly. Lao Hu didn't know how many skewers he had served them, how many two-pot heads he had given them, and in the end, Zhiyan was drunk, and Yang Yutong was also drunk.

Zhiyan still has the usual unrestrained style, regardless of the image, leaning on Zhao Shuo's body, not forgetting to hold his arm firmly, and muttering in her mouth: "Oba, don't leave Zhiyan, don't leave my ......."

Yang Yutong rarely drinks alcohol, maybe he met a new friend today, and he also tentatively picked up the wine glass and took a shallow sip. However, at the wine table, as long as the wine glass is raised, there is no reason not to continue drinking. So, you have a cup, I have a cup, and I have drunk a lot, drunk eyes are hazy, pretty face is slightly drunk, and it looks even more beautiful and delicate, like a peony after the rain, Chu Chu is moving.

Uncle Zhao had students, so he drank halfway and went home.

Jin Feng also received the task to hand over the God of War token to Zhao Shuo, and reluctantly said goodbye.

In the end, only Zhao Shuo, Zhiyan and Yang Yutong remained.

Zhao Shuo looked at the drunk Zhiyan and the crumbling Yang Yutong, and shook his head with a wry smile.

It was getting late, and he thought about how to send the two girls back.

He first hugged Zhiyan to the back seat of the car, and then helped Yang Yutong up, but he didn't expect that she was not strong enough to drink at all.

Zhao Shuo had no choice but to hug a princess and carry this beautiful woman to the car.

"Uh-huh!" Although Yang Yutong was drunk, his consciousness was still clear. She lay in Zhao Shuo's solid arms, struggled slightly, and wanted to get up by herself, but she didn't have any strength, her face was even redder, her body was softer, her breathing was short, and she didn't dare to open her eyes.

This is the first time she has been held in the arms of a man, and the smell of pheromones came from her nose, and she couldn't help but blush, her heart pounded, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in her heart, which felt like attachment, but also warmth and peace of mind.

"It would be nice if I could lie in his arms all the time and help me shelter from the wind and rain!" Recalling the hardships and loneliness of the past six months, this independent woman felt attached to others for the first time, although only for a moment.

In this way, with beautiful dreams and visions, she actually fell asleep in Zhao Shuo's arms!

Zhao Shuo carefully put her in the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, looked at her quiet and beautiful face, and sighed: How thin her life has been since ancient times!

However, when he came back to his senses, he found a serious thing: where should he go with two beautiful women?

Now, he doesn't have a formal home. Looking at the appearance of the two of them, they can't wake up with thunder. Zhao Shuo tried to call a few times, but there was no response.

Why did you sleep so dead, my heart is so big. If you're a bad guy, you probably don't know if you're sold! Zhao Shuo said in his heart, it seems that he can't persuade them to drink in the future.

Jin Feng gave him the key to the secret base, the least obtrusive death star among Long Qixing's countless moons, too far away to be reached without a starship.

After going around the city for half an hour, the two drunken beauties still haven't woken up at all, and the drunken state is getting worse and worse, and they can't stop burping, which is a precursor to an attack!

Can't wait, Zhao Shuo kicked the accelerator, parked the car at the door of a star-rated hotel, opened a suite, and carried Yang Yutong to the room first, and then went to hug Zhiyan.

The girl at the bar watched in surprise as Zhao Shuo opened a room and went up with two drunken young beauties in her arms.

Perverted man! A word came to her mind, and she quietly dialed the Imperial Guard.

The road was bumpy, catalyzing the strength of the wine, and before she could reach the room, Ji-yeon vomited, vomiting so dark that she vomited a pink half-sleeved T-shirt and a pink miniskirt everywhere.

"To take it off or not to take it off?" Zhao Shuo looked at this little sister in distress and fell into a contradiction. Wearing dirty clothes that smell of alcohol is definitely uncomfortable and must be changed!

No matter, help her clean it first! He carefully took off Ji-yeon's dirty clothes, wiped off the stains, and placed them on the bed.

After serving Zhiyan, he also took off his shirt and began to take a shower, when he suddenly heard Yang Yutong retching in the other bedroom, it seemed that this person was going to drink again.

Zhao Shuo hurriedly ran into the bedroom, carried her to the bath, and helped her drink, he didn't want to help the beauty undress again, and endure torture and testing again.

After vomiting three or four times in a row, Yang Yutong's thinking gradually became clearer, she endured the pain after drinking, and put her arms around Zhao Shuo's neck.

"Ahh Suddenly, she realized that something was wrong, Zhao Shuo was not wearing clothes on the upper half of his body, but he hugged him tightly, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly let go of his arms, his face was red as if blood was about to drip down.

"What a shame!" She pretended to be calm,

"What kind of place is this? Why am I here? She asked with a blushing smile and hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look directly, her heart pounding.

"This is the hotel, you and Ji-yeon are drunk, so I had to bring you here. When the wine wakes up, I'll pour you a glass of water. Zhao Shuo didn't notice Yang Yutong's abnormality, and turned around to pour water.

"Wow, such a scar!" Just as Zhao Shuo turned around, Yang Yutong secretly raised his head, saw Zhao Shuo's scarred back, and almost closed his mouth in surprise.

"What did this man do before!" There were dozens of scars carved deep and shallow on the back, and even one scar extended from the shoulder blade to the waist, and Yang Yutong's eyes were confused.

"Such a deep scar, won't it hurt!" She suddenly had a sad thought of wanting to touch, eager to understand the story behind the scar.

"I'm so tired!" Zhao Shuo finally finished serving the two beauties and entered the bath to take a bath, and the night was already late.

"Open the door! Imperial Guard rounds! There was a rush of shouting outside, and then a policewoman rushed in with several policemen.