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At the beginning of summer, he cried out in pain, "ah! Little uncle! "

"Drunk?"

"Where's Angie? Can't just take me alone, Anxi No, she also drank a lot... "

"It seems that the wine is still awake."

At the beginning of summer, he kept shouting.

In the bar, there are only bodyguards who clean up the mess and the wailing little gangsters on the ground.

Mu chiyao and Li Yanjin took their own women, walked out of the bar, got in the car and left.

Before the car started, mu chiyao looked out and remembered the name of the bar.

Good. Tomorrow, this bar will not exist in Mucheng.

Muchiyao will not allow this bar to continue to open.

As for Angie, since she was carried in the car, she began to feel uneasy. She never stopped for a moment.

She could not sit at all, as if she were a mess of mud, slumped in her seat.

When Mu Chi Yao saw her like this, she wanted to hold her and let her lean on her arms, but she was very resistant.

"No, don't touch me. Why do you get on the bus Where is this? Where are we going? I have to go home. Go home... "

"I'm taking you home now."

"Is it?" Yan Anxi listened and looked at him. "OK, then, go home."

Drunk Yanxi, I have to say, has a charm that is incomparable in ordinary times.

The corner of the eye and the tip of the brow are all amorous feelings.

Maybe it's because of the intoxicated eyes, it's more attractive.

Speaking of going home, Yananxi managed to be quiet for a while. Before long, he began to make noise again.

All of a sudden, she was singing loudly. No one could understand what she was singing, because she was not in tune at all.

Even if singing, Yan Anxi still danced. Several times, he kicked mu chiyao down and left his footprints on his trousers.

But mu Chi Yao didn't care at all. He just looked at her and saw how she could make noise.

After getting drunk, she really let herself go.

Mu Chi Yao thought about it, and suddenly he called out lightly, "Yan An Xi."

"Ah Who called me? What... What's up? "

"Do you know who I am now?"

"You are..." Yan Anxi glanced at him, didn't understand, then stretched out his hand, held his face and looked carefully, "who are you? Are you mu Chi Yao? "

"I am."

Who knows Yan Anxi smiled: "no, you are not him. You're the guy in the bar who looks like him Ah, strange, how do you look like him? But you You're not as fierce as he is. "

"In your heart, is he fierce?"

"Fierce. And vexatious, also like to lose temper

"Then do you hate him?"

Yan Anxi thought for a moment, and his eyes turned: "no hate, but he He hates it. "

Mu Chi Yao continued to ask, "how annoying is it?"

"I hate it, because he He didn't really love me As he spoke, Yanxi's voice suddenly dropped.

"Yes, Mu Chi Yao didn't love me, he didn't love me, he would only hurt me He loves Qin su. Qin Su is dead. He still thinks about her. Now Qin Su is really dead. I don't know his heart... "

Yan Anxi was suddenly quiet and did not sing. His eyes showed endless sadness.

Seeing her like this, Mu Chi Yao's heart lashed hard.

He reached out his hand and stroked her soft hair: "Yananxi, he loves you."

"Lie, do not Stop talking for him. "

Mu Chi Yao continued to touch her hair and smiled. The smile contained bitterness.

"You Why do you hate it? " Yan Anxi said, "why mention mu chiyao? When I mention him, I get annoyed, especially annoyed. "

"OK. Don't talk about him. "

Yan Anxi's mouth tooted, and her mood was greatly affected.

Mu Chi Yao's fingertips, from her hair, slowly moved to the cheek.

But yananhi waved his hand away, turned around and turned his back to him.

"Yan Anxi..."

"You hate, hate, hate like Mu Chi Yao. Don't talk to me."

Silence for a long time, Mu Chi Yao nodded: "OK."

This time, Yananxi really drank a lot.

The car didn't drive for a long time. He said quietly, "stop, stop!"

As soon as the driver listened, he turned on the turn signal and stopped at the side of the road.

Mu Chi Yao doesn't know what happened. Good point, what does Yan Anxi do when he gets off?

As soon as the car stopped, Yanxi opened the door and rushed down quickly.

Mu Chi Yao also quickly followed the car.

Only to see Yan Anxi staggering to the side of the road, bending, began to spit.

She drank so much and vomited a lot, sooner or later.

Mu Chi Yao stood outside the car door, looking at her like this, heartache.

Why drink so much wine, isn't the body uncomfortable?

Mu Chi Yao turns around and takes the water and paper towel from the car. Without hesitation, he goes to Yanxi.

He doesn't dislike her at all.

Yan Anxi vomited faintly, and even his stomach was going to be sour. He felt very sad, and tears flowed down the corner of his eyes unconsciously.

It's too hard. It's too hard.

She put one hand on the pole, the other hand covered the smell and frowned.

Mu Chi Yao handed her the water: "rinse it."

But yananhi waved his hand and bit his lips. Suddenly he bent down again and began to vomit again.

Mu Chi Yao stood beside her and patted her on the back.

"Puke, puke It's not that hard. "

Yan Anxi almost vomited all the things in her stomach, and Mu Chi Yao stayed with her all the time.

He gave her water to wash her mouth, wiped the stains on her mouth, then tightly held her in his arms, asked in a low voice, "is it still uncomfortable?"

Yan Anxi nodded, "it's hard, dizzy."

"Will you drink so much in the future?"

"Well It's good to be drunk... "

Yananxi was in his arms, laughing as he said this.

"Get in the car and I'll take you home."

"No, I want to stand here for a while."

"It's cold, it's windy here."

"No, No." Yan Anxi is like a playful child at this moment, "I will be here."

"Good." Mu Chi Yao said, "shall we stay for another five minutes, five minutes?"

Yan Anxi thought for a moment: "well Come on! "

Mu Chi Yao hugged her more and more, and blocked out the cold wind for her, for fear that she would suffer any cold and catch a cold.

But he forgot that he had just recovered from his cold.

After a while of cold wind, Yanxi reluctantly agreed to get on the bus and go home under the half coax and half exhortation of Mu Chi Yao.

After spitting out the words, Anxi, a lot of quiet, obediently rely on Mu Chi Yao bosom, also do not sing, also do not dance.

Mu Chi Yao enjoyed the rare quiet time very much.