Li Luohan's face was bitter, his eyes were red, and he grabbed his hand and pressed it against his heart.

"From the wind, I have so much pain here, I can't breathe......"

From the wind opened a jar of wine and gave it to him, "Drink!" ”

Li Luohan was miserable and miserable, and asked sadly, "Is drinking useful?" ”

"It's so verbose to drink wine, no wonder Senior Sister doesn't want you." From the wind to the extreme mood now, I take pleasure in hitting others.

He counted Li Luohan's many deficiencies while drinking, and imposed his pain on others, so that Li Luohan began to wonder if he was inferior to a pig and a dog, and he was not worthy of life.

Speaking of him from the wind, he was not convinced.

He drank from the wind to death, and he felt lonely again.

"Get up from the wind, talk to me, from the wind."

Li Luohan pushed the person lying on the table, and saw that he was like a puddle of mud, so he poured wine into himself.

He drank so badly that there were empty jars on the table and on the ground, and he had to let Xiao Er serve wine.

The store didn't want to return the money after receiving it, regardless of whether they would get drunk or not, and asked Xiao Er to carry nearly ten jars of wine.

"Humm, hum."

Li Luohan was dizzy, heard a familiar call, and turned his head to look.

The cub rubbed his leg pitifully.

"Feifei? What are you doing here? He was so drunk that he staggered, bent down to hug the cub, and fell to the ground unsteadily, and the bench overturned.

He didn't feel pain yet, hugged the little monster and smirked, "Does Feifei miss Daddy?" ”

The little cub couldn't stand Li Luohan's drunken stink, and his green cute eyes kept rolling up, struggling to get out of this terrible embrace.

Qingyan glanced at the wind.

Accompany the drinker to get himself drunk first?

"Lan Shen, you help the cold." She commanded.

"Okay." Lan Shen carried Li Luohan.

Qingyan stretched out his hand to the shopkeeper and asked for the rest of the silver without giving a penny.

Lan Shen was waiting for her at the door, and saw her holding the back collar of Congfeng with one hand, dragging the person out.

It doesn't matter if it hits the threshold of the table, the method is extremely brutal.

Bang.

The head of the wind hit the doorpost of the liquor store with a muffled grunt.

Lan Shen felt pain for him.

Master was really angry.

He helped Li Luohan back, looked out worriedly, and saw Qingyan shake his hand and throw the person directly into it.

Boom!

Bang Dong –

I don't know what was smashed, Lan Shen didn't dare to go in, so he could only bless himself from the wind and ask for more blessings.

The wind was thrown onto the couch, and the huge impact hit the wooden frame that decorated the back, and the vases on the shelves smashed down, scattering fragments all around him.

Qingyan was angry that he didn't have any sense of proportion, and as soon as he let it out, he drank like a dead pig, and when he saw that his face was scratched by fragments and blood, he relented in the end.

"Well deserved!" Qingyan spat lightly, picking up the debris around his head.

Congfeng's eyes were closed, his cheeks were red, and his mouth was muttering thirst, and he began to hum and chirp as his needs were never met.

"Hmph, I want water—" The voice dragged on pitifully.

Drunk and dead outside and still have the face to let me serve you?

Qingyan poured a glass of water and poured it directly on his face.

The water splashed, the originally red face became more hydrated, and the thin lips became red and bright due to the influence of the wine.

The icy water stimulated him to be smart, and he was stunned at first, and then opened his eyes blankly.

Even the eyes are red, and there is moisture at the end of the eyes, as if he has been bullied so badly that people can't help but want to ravage again.

Itchy hands.

Qingyan stared at him with lowered eyes.

The dark eyes rolled around, and before he could understand what was happening, his cheeks were grabbed by two small hands and rubbed around like dough.

He looked at her blankly, and asked with a look in his eyes.

Qingyan teased his chin flirtatiously, "What? Comments? ”

Shaking his head from the wind, Qingyan pinched it again, then got up and poured water for him, and handed it to him as alms.

"Thank you." I wiped my face from the wind, and found that there were broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and I was confused, and I didn't know how to come back, thinking that I must have caused her trouble, "I'm sorry." ”

Qingyan raised his eyebrows and went in without saying anything.

It was a bit of a struggle to drag him back, and she was a little tired and planned to go to bed first.

Looking at her ruthless back from the wind, the grievances that had been accumulated in her heart for many days suddenly collapsed like the Yellow River bursting its banks.

He rushed over desperately and threw the person directly onto the bed.

Qingyan was defenseless, and was pressed on the quilt by her, and the whole person was not good.

Somewhere was slammed down, and the soul almost went out of the body.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and held on with her hands, so as not to turn into an airfield.

Her eyes were on fire, her nose was suffocating, her elbow was on the back, and while he was in pain, she turned around and kicked the man out.

If he was gentle, it wouldn't hurt to let him hold for a while, it was quite comfortable to have a human-shaped stove in winter, but he was looking for death!

I didn't know that the wind had just pressed her, and she was kicked by her, and the physical pain was unwanted, and the soul was even left with a lifelong disability.

"What's so good about him? looks crooked melons and cracked dates, thief eyebrows and rat eyes, he is not a good person at first glance, and you still let him sit beside him! And smile at him! And let him call you by your name! He was heartbroken, with a thick accusation in his eyes.

It seems to be strange that the green smoke is chaotic and abandoned, liking the new and hating the old.

Qingyan frowned.

How did she not know who was crooked and cracked around her.

It's just vexatious!

She's going to be sleepy to death, and he's still arguing here, thinking she's idle?

"Who are you? Yourself? I don't want to live a clean life, and I deliberately mischievous? ”

Qingyan's expression turned cold, and she stared at him with squinting eyes.

Monkey?

He's not a three-year-old naughty!

Could it be that in her eyes, she is not even as good as a three-year-old?

How could she be like this, it was so hurtful!

The man's heart tightened, and sorrow came from it.

Seeing him sitting on the ground, his clothes scattered, and looking at himself aggrievedly, Qingyan relented.

She softened, blew out the candles, and lay down to sleep.

After a while, Congfeng saw that she seemed to be asleep, and walked over with small steps.

He didn't dare to stick it all at once, for fear of waking her up, so he only dared to get closer a little bit.

Knowing that she was sleeping lightly, he waited for a long time, and felt that it was almost over, so he crept up and lay down next to her arm, half of his body hanging on the edge of the bed.

Qingyan turned over and turned inside, leaving a blank spot in the middle.

From the wind could not touch her arm, he opened his eyes dissatisfied, stared at her slender back and was angry with himself, and soon he was bewitched by the fragrance of her body, and involuntarily moved inward.

He carefully lay on his side, chest against her back, knees against the crook of her legs, trying to fit seamlessly.

Everything was done so carefully, just because she didn't want to wake her up, but she never woke up, as if it didn't matter if there was a person lying next to her or a pig, which made him feel unbalanced and couldn't help but deliberately make small moves.

He asked in a very low voice, touching her hair with his hand.

"Don't you think, think I...... No way? ”

He had been keeping this in his heart for a long time.

It is about the dignity of men, and it is necessary for a man to care.

Qingyan turned her head and glanced at him, "Is that what I think?" Don't you think? Can you do it yourself, but don't have any points in your heart? ”