Lin Jiangxia had a big hiccup.
He stared at Zhan beiheng with his head tilted.
The steps are a little staggered.
She wanted to go to Zhan beiheng, but if Zhan beiheng didn't give her a quick hand, she was afraid that her tall nose would have a close contact with the ground.
Just fell into his arms, which saved her a lot of time.
"Brother Zhan, you are not good." She raised her eyes, and there was a hint of drunkenness in her eyes.
"What?" Zhan beiheng's slender index finger stirred her hair.
"Not yet!" Taking advantage of the wine, she seemed to have a lot of courage: "I just want you to get along with Uncle peacefully. Why does brother Zhan have to take uncle away? Brother Zhan, what exactly did you say to Uncle before you made uncle angry like that! "
In the end, she almost wanted to stamp her feet in Zhan beiheng's arms.
"Do you care about him?" Zhan beiheng locked his eyebrows in an unhappy tone.
"Of course." Lin Jiangxia breathed long, as if he wanted to spit out all the alcohol in his body, and said vaguely, "but I care more about you, brother Zhan. Brother Zhan, you are surrounded by bad people. Zhan Bo Ru and Zhan linhui are all bad people among the bad people. Brother Zhan, you should learn to deal with good people occasionally. "
"Good man?" Zhan beiheng asked, with a disdainful smile on his lips.
"Yes!" Lin Jiangxia nodded hard and said, "Uncle Hu is a good man. He is very just. He can distinguish right from wrong very clearly. Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. If brother Zhan has more contact with uncle, he will certainly become a good man. "
"Good man?" Zhan beiheng looked a little gloomy at that moment. His hand fell on her chin and gently pinched her thin chin: "so, in Xia Xia's heart, am I a good person or a bad person."
This question stunned Lin Jiangxia.
Alcohol makes her head dizzy. Where can she have extra thinking to think about such a complex problem.
She sucked her nose hard, tiptoed on her toes, so that her lips could gently stick to his ears, lowered her voice and said, "brother Zhan, you are in my heart. You are neither a good man nor a bad man. You are... A super sexy male model that only belongs to me!"
After saying that, she opened her mouth and gently bit his earlobe.
Zhan beiheng frowned immediately.
Gently push her shoulder to push her away.
But she looked like an octopus, hugged him tightly and said fiercely, "brother Zhan said it doesn't matter if I become a female drunkard? Now I'm going to show brother Zhan the first feature of female drunkards, that is...! "
Before he finished, he kissed him hard on the neck.
At the moment, she seems to have caught a small leech with delicate skin. She won't let go anyway.
He held her close to the bed.
When he was in the living room, he clearly had raised the little devil in her heart, but because of the arrival of the beard Jin, she let her suppress the little devil.
Now, of course, the little devil made a comeback and completely submerged her body.
With the effect of alcohol, she didn't even know how long she had been tossing about.
Probably after he was completely exhausted, he fell on his chest wearily.
"Brother Zhan, do you like my little drunkard?" She was tired to collapse, slightly closed her eyes and said vaguely.
It seems that even hearing is declining to some extent at the moment.
She seemed to hear him say, "no matter what you look like, I like it all the same."
Even though it is a local love affair, it can be too valuable to say such a thing, which can be said to be a super apathy by beheng.
But tired, she even had no time to be silent in joy and fell asleep immediately.
When I woke up the next day, I rubbed my still aching temples. Although there was still a trace of sweetness in my heart, I couldn't remember what was sweet in my heart.
Just vaguely remembers, it seems that it was because of a local love affair before war.
But what is the content of the local love story? The Jiangxia, who drank the broken pieces, was unable to think of it after all.
After taking a bath, she changed her clothes and went downstairs. There was no sign of Zhan beiheng in front of the table.
"The young master went to the company." Housekeeper Ji seemed to notice Lin Jiangxia's eyes and whispered.
"Yes." Lin Jiangxia pursed her lips, raised her eyes and stared at housekeeper Ji and said, "did brother Zhan drink this morning?"
"Yes, I drank white wine of year 93." It seems that housekeeper Ji will record the types of water Zhan beiheng drinks every day.
"What kind? Can housekeeper Ji ask the servant to bring it to me? " Hangover is very painful, but she will pay any price to make brother Zhan quit drinking.
Although surprised, housekeeper Ji still nodded and immediately turned around and ordered the servant to take the bottle of white wine.
Lin Jiangxia poured himself a cup.
Then, holding the mobile phone in his right hand and the goblet in his left hand, he stuck the goblet on his left cheek, tilted his head slightly, smiled brightly, and took a selfie of Zhang Meimei.
Naturally, this selfie is to be sent to Zhan beiheng.
Also send text.
"From today on, I will drink as much wine as brother Zhan drinks!" At the end of the text, there are several expression packs of vows.
After doing all this, she hardened her head and drank the wine in the cup.
After a hangover and drinking, the head seems to hurt more.
After drinking it all at once, she drank several mouthfuls of milk quickly, and then reluctantly covered the taste of alcohol that disgusted her.
But ten minutes later, her cell phone rang loudly.
Lin Jiangxia put down the milk cup and couldn't stop smiling at the corners of her mouth before she picked up the call.
"Hello, brother Zhan." It's a fake relaxed tone.
"Don't drink." In the receiver, only four cold words came from him.
This guy is really overbearing.
"If brother Zhan doesn't drink, I won't drink." Anyway, he's just talking, and he can't do anything about her. Of course, she wants to fight to the end.
"If you let me know again today that you are stained with wine, I will be angry." Zhan Bei said in a tight voice.
Lin Jiangxia picked her eyebrow: "if brother Zhan also touches wine today, I will also be very angry!"
Almost the same words, but when they came out of her mouth, they seemed to have no momentum at all.
"Remember what I said." After Zhan beiheng added a sentence, he interrupted the call.
Lin Jiangxia holds her mobile phone with a black line on her face.