Jiang Weimin is also drunk, and his daughter-in-law is drunk. In Jiang Weimin's mind, it's the same as the scenery. Beautiful things don't want to be.
But if you look at his belly, he's waxed, and his leather shoes are polished. Jiang Weimin dislikes Cheng An's tightness.
First, he tied Cheng An to the water pipe with his coat. He was afraid that when he went downstairs, he would accidentally fall from the top of the building to the first floor and form a meat pie.
Sure to tie the person tightly, but not at ease, simply took off Cheng An's belt around his waist and tied his feet.
In this way, he won't have to worry about Cheng An's safety.
On second thought, he was afraid that Cheng An's singing in the middle of the night would disturb the people sleeping in the hostel. He took out a handkerchief from Cheng An's pocket and put it into his mouth.
The world is quiet at last!
Jiang Weimin went downstairs with Zhao Xiangyun in his arms and went back to the room of the guest house.
Along the way, Zhao Xiangyun was dishonest, either twisting Jiang Weimin's ears with his hands or kicking him with his feet.
Jiang Weimin let her twist, let her kick, finally arrived at the room, put people on the bed.
Take off her shoes and put her feet on the double bed.
At this time, it is time for Jiang Weimin to go upstairs and carry another drunkard back.
But Zhao Xiangyun suddenly reached out to hold him. She was drunk and looked at his eyes, but unexpectedly full of tenderness and charm.
Jiang Weimin couldn't help kissing her, "does your head still hurt? Or I'll wipe your face and pick up Cheng an? "
Zhao Xiangyun doesn't know what's wrong with her. Anyway, her head is dizzy. She can't hear what Jiang Weimin says. Anyway, she won't let him go.
She looked at him pitifully, "it hurts, it hurts."
Jiang Weimin thought that she was really in pain. He stretched out his hand to press her head, "will this be better?"
Zhao Xiangyun: "no, it's no use. Sobbing..."
Although again sob, but half a drop of tears did not flow.
Jiang Weimin is still worried about death.
At the moment, Cheng An has been forgotten. Jiang Weimin can't remember this person.
"How can you be more comfortable? Shall I take you to the hospital? " Jiang Weimin was worried.
"No, no! If you kiss me, kiss me, it won't hurt. "
It was the first time that Jiang Weimin heard her say such a thing.
Totally different feelings, in his view.
He touched her lips gently, and his face was full of smiles. "Is that enough?"
"Not enough, not here yet." I pointed to my cheek.
Jiang Weimin did it.
"So Are you ready? " Jiang Weimin's voice is hoarse, but Zhao Xiangyun is still ignorant.
"No good, more!" She looked up at Jiang Weimin and giggled.
Jiang Weimin smiles at her, and the last bit of self-control in his heart collapses.
A very sweet night, it started.
……
The next day, Zhao Xiangyun and Jiang Weimin both got up early.
At least, at this time of the day, both of them had breakfast.
Today, I'm tired of it. I don't want to get up.
Zhao Xiangyun lies in Jiang Weimin's arms, remembering what happened last night. However, she was drunk last night and had no memory.
Ask Jiang Weimin, and he doesn't say.
Zhao Xiangyun hammered his chest with his hand, and his strength was not great. Anyway, it was like playing.
After a long time, Zhao Xiangyun was tired. When he was ready to squint and have a rest, he said, "when did brother Cheng go back last night? Did you get it for you? After drinking, I can't drive. "
With Zhao Xiangyun's words, Jiang Weimin suddenly remembered the man who had been forgotten by himself and had been tied up all night.
With a soft cough, he got up from the bed and put on his clothes without expression.
Zhao Xiangyun: "what's the matter? No more rest? "
Jiang Weimin: "I'm going to buy breakfast. It may take a while. You go to bed first."
Zhao Xiangyun didn't think much about it. She was really tired and had severe pain all over her body.
Zhao Xiangyun told him: "well, I sleep for a while, you bought breakfast, I wake up on the wake up, did not wake up even."
It means to tell him not to disturb his sleep.
How could Jiang Weimin not understand such a simple meaning? He touched the top of her hair and left the room.
……
On the top of the building, Cheng An, who was bound up, woke up to find that he had been tied up. Even if he had tied his body, he had bound his feet mercilessly.
Even if he tied his feet, he took a handkerchief and stuffed his mouth, which made him have no place to speak.
He has been whining for a long time, so he wants someone to rescue him.
He's too hard.
As soon as I wake up, everything in front of me has changed dramatically.Before he closed his eyes, he was eating supper and drinking beer. How could he open his eyes and become this kind of appearance?
But for the watch on his wrist, he would have thought he had been robbed, robbed, and tied.
"Wuwuwuwu..." Anybody here?
Cheng An is calling for help again.
When he moves, his big belly will move with him. It is a meat ball.
In addition, his hair was waxed, and he didn't take care of it for one night, and the whole scene of the rollover.
To put it in a bad way, the garbage dump looks better than his hair.
This is what Jiang Weimin saw when he went into the attic through the sliding door.
He had some regrets.
Maybe he should go back and hold his warm, soft daughter-in-law again.
Jiang Weimin stepped back and accidentally mentioned the abandoned iron bucket behind him.
With the sound of "Dong", Cheng an finally found him.
"Wuwuwu Save Wuwu... " Cheng an desperately calls for help. Jiang Weimin is embarrassed to leave.
He goes up to take the handkerchief from Cheng An's mouth.
Cheng an: "Wuwu, Weimin, you are back. Where have you been? I'm scared to death, you know? Wuwuwu... "
Jiang Min didn't speak.
"Last night, I was tied to the water pipe for a whole night. I don't know which killer did it." Cheng an complains.
Jiang Weimin glanced at the handkerchief he had thrown on the ground. He hesitated a little and asked whether he wanted to return it to its original place.
But he still didn't do it.
Help Cheng an untie the clothes and the belt. Cheng an pulls up her pants.
"Woo hoo, what a shame!" There was another indictment.
"Actually It's OK. No one else has seen it! "
Cheng an: "you see it! Fortunately, my sister-in-law is not here, or I will lose face. "
Cheng An said of Zhao Xiangyun, and suddenly thought of something. He looked up at Jiang Weimin and said, "no, we drank wine together yesterday. How can I be tied to the water pipe? To be honest, you and I did this, not Wei'er? "
Jiang Weimin's eyes flashed.
Before he said anything, Cheng an denied himself again, "no, it's definitely not Lao Jiang. You won't do this to me. If you do, you must send me to the guest house room and let me have a good sleep."
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