For several days, Yang Yuru's sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder. She couldn't eat or sleep, lost her soul and couldn't sit still. There was always a face flashing in front of her eyes, a face that was sinister, cunning, despicable, and shameless, a face that she had cursed a thousand times and spurned ten thousand times. She went back and forth, searched her intestines and scraped her stomach, and finally came up with a trick to deal with Huang Xinglong.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yang Yuru found a residential building according to the map and rang the doorbell of room 605. The door quickly opened, and it was Huang Xinglong who opened the door.

"I know you won't break your word." Huang Xinglong smiled, smiling very happily.

"Since it is a gentleman's covenant, how can you break your trust?" Yang Yuru also smiled, laughing helplessly.

"But—" Yang Yuru changed her words, "I'm a little curious now, and I'd like to see how good the gentleman's covenant you are talking about is." ”

"Ten percent! One hundred percent! Huang Xinglong hurriedly said.

"Not necessarily, right? Maybe it's setting up the Tianmen Array and the Hongmen Banquet, right? Yang Yuru's eyes flickered, and she glanced up and down at Huang Xinglong.

"Don't worry, it's neither the Tianmen Array nor the Hongmen Banquet. When a distinguished guest comes to the door, is there any reason to do not do your best? ”

"That's the best! But I still have a few words: If you really set up the Tianmen Array, I will be Mu Guiying who breaks the Tianmen Array; If you really set up a Hongmen banquet, I will flip the table and smash the bottle to turn him upside down, and I will never run away like Liu Bang. ”

Huang Xinglong clapped his hands and praised: "Well said! This is the Yang Yuru I know! What to drink? Tea or coffee? ”

"Whatever. If you have a drink, it saves you a lot of trouble. ”

Huang Xinglong took out a few cans of Coke from the refrigerator and brewed a pot of fragrant Longjing.

"I've recently learned a little about the tea ceremony, and I'm just showing my hand tonight."

Huang Xinglong was busy inside and out, and he also turned on a video recorder casually, lowered his voice and said, "There are Hollywood blockbusters here, and there are Qiong Yao film and television dramas, all of which are obtained from special channels, and ordinary people can't see them." ”

"Forget it, I, Yang Yuru, am an ordinary person, and I don't have that Yaxing."

"Don't like it?" Huang Xinglong smiled self-deprecatingly, "Then drink, it's always okay to drink, right?" Without waiting for Yang Yuru to respond, she immediately opened a bottle of whiskey and poured two full glasses.

"How? Do one? Beauty with fine wine, Scotch Diageo whisky, 43 degrees superb. ”

Yang Yuru picked up the whiskey, looked at it carefully, and suddenly raised her eyebrows, glaring at Huang Xinglong, "You want to get me drunk?" Without waiting for Huang Xinglong to react, he continued, "That's the wrong person!" I, Yang Yuru, have never lost in wine! ”

"Really?" Huang Xinglong was worried about where to start, and when he heard Yang Yuru say this, his heart beat wildly.

"Don't believe me?"

"It's not that you don't believe it, it's because you didn't drink with me. To put it mildly, in front of me Huang Xinglong, don't say that you are one Yang Yuru, even if the three Yang Yuru are added together, they are not opponents! ”

"Good! Then three to one, you must divide the high and low! ”

"What's a 'three-on-one'?" Huang Xinglong realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

Yang Yuru picked up the whiskey and said, "I'll drink one glass, you drink three glasses, and so on, whoever lies down first loses." He drank it all down. A spicy breath choked her and almost squirted out.

Huang Xinglong laughed when he saw this: "That's all you can do?" Look at me! He drank one cup after another, without leaking.

"Drink again!" Yang Yuru went out and drank three glasses of whiskey in succession.

Huang Xinglong was taken aback, according to the ratio of one to three, he had to drink nine glasses of whiskey.

"Drink!" Yang Yuru laughed coquettishly, "What's wrong with getting drunk?" The timid will become bold when drunk, the weak will become strong when drunk, the ugly will become beautiful when drunk, and the evil will become noble when drunk. The ancients sang: Singing when you get is resting when you lose, and being sentimental and hateful is also leisurely. There is wine today, drunk today, and tomorrow is sad, and tomorrow is worried. The wine enters the bowels of sorrow, and the drops turn into lovesick tears. Sell eternal sorrow with you! In a smile, I drank three cups in a row, and I didn't miss a drop!

Yang Yuru drank whiskey one after another, and Huang Xinglong's eyes were straight. Yang Yuru supervised the battle unrelentingly: it's not okay to be dissatisfied with the wine, it's not okay to drink it, it's not okay to drink it slowly; Drink it one sip after another, cup after cup.

Huang Xinglong is already reckless and competitive, since he has said a big thing, how can he not admit it? Especially in front of Yang Yuru, she would rather drink too much and lie down, and she can't be looked down upon. Now he just hopes that Yang Yuru's wine will come up sooner. But Yang Yuru seemed to be deliberately against him, not only was she not drunk, but she became more and more energetic. Yang Yuru's eyes are also very different from usual, for a while the clouds are covered with lightning and thunder, and the moon is clear and clear for a while. and Yang Yuru's face, which was originally fair, is now painted with a layer of red, like a blooming rose, more charming and more soul-catching. After drinking so much whiskey and having beautiful women by his side, Huang Xinglong finally couldn't hold it anymore. In the haze, Huang Xinglong felt that Yang Yuru's well-defined body exuded fragrance, and felt that Yang Yuru's vast eyes were shining like a starry sky. Yang Yuru patted Huang Xinglong's shoulder and asked, "Do you dare to say big things?" On one's mind! You can eat too much and you can't talk too much! ”

Although it was a question, although it was a straight face, Huang Xinglong still captured Yang Yuru's deep affection and deep meaning. He felt that Yang Yuru at this time was not only like a gentle and considerate big sister, but also like a loving mother who was pampered by thousands of people. He stretched out his trembling hand to grope Yang Yuru's red cheeks and trembling chest. His hand was blocked back, "You're drunk, go to sleep." ”

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, and I can drink nine glasses of whiskey......"

"Obedient!" Yang Yuru spent a lot of effort and finally helped Huang Xinglong to the bed.

It was another whirlwind, Huang Xinglong grabbed Yang Yuru's hand, and grabbed it tightly, "Yang Yuru, you, you can't go, you can't leave me alone......"

"Don't worry, it's the middle of the night, where else can you go?"

"That's good, that's good, you also rest in bed, don't be afraid, we...... Well water does not interfere with river water ......"

Huang Xinglong struggled hard, for fear of falling asleep alone, but the power of whiskey was not in vain, and gradually, he fell into a half-asleep and half-awake.

Huang Xinglong saw Yang Yuru in his dream again: Bing Qingyu's clothes were fluttering...... He felt that it was a dream, but it was not a dream. Yang Yuru who I dreamed of before was always like leaving, like a bird floating around; The current Yang Yuru is real and alive, not only by his side, but also lying on his bed! Just as he was overjoyed, a gust of wind struck, and he turned into a fallen leaf and fell staggering into the valley. He struggled and shouted "Yang Yuru save me!" ”

When I woke up, it was dawn. Huang Xinglong rubbed his swollen and astringent eyes, looking east and west, like a fat goose with a dull head.

There was no one on the bed, no one on the floor, and the whole room was cold and empty. Huang Xinglong got out of bed and walked into the living room, which was also cold and empty. He opened the door of his parents' bedroom, the kitchen door, and the bathroom door, and it was all cold and empty.

Huang Xinglong grabbed the purple clay pot on the coffee table, shook it, there was still half a pot of tea in it, and poured it into his stomach, like a jade liquid. His consciousness gradually became sober, and so did his five internal organs, seven meridians and eight veins. So, he remembered what happened last night, and remembered Yang Yuru, who worried him. Yang Yuru came at the invitation and said a lot of inexplicable things during the period. Yang Yuru drank three glasses of whiskey in a row, forcing him to drink more whiskey. He drank heavily, dizzy, but remembered something. The most unforgettable thing for him is that Yang Yuru spent a lot of effort to help him get to bed, and also helped him untie his clothes. As for whether he and Yang Yuru did it, I can't remember it anyway. He was very frustrated, hated himself for drinking and making mistakes, and forgot the most important things that should not be forgotten. If he and Yang Yuru did that thing, raw rice and cooked rice, he would have a way to make Yang Yuru turn from a fairy into a lamb; If you don't do that, you have to think about it in the long run. But how do you know if it's done or not? Can you ask Yang Yuru......