v7 Chapter 25： Drunk Man Sober Santa

The night breeze lifted the green silk and passed Li Maozhen's red ears and ears. The scattered lacquered black hair feet even more set off the whiteness of the neck.

After hearing this, looking at Li Maozhen's head buried in her knees, Li Min discovered that she had a thin waist and thin shoulders, and she felt a little sore for a while.

Li Maozhen has a very different temperament from those of Wang Jian and Gao Yan. His actions have always been simple and straightforward. Sometimes he appears sharp and stubborn. Do whatever he thinks about, and rarely plan for it. Speaking of which, this is also a temperament.

The only two calculations, one was wrapped in Kunlun by everyone, and Li Li was sent to Xianyu, and the other was that he thought he had trained a false An Wang. These two things can actually be counted as one thing, but the result is that they smashed their own feet with a stone, which is a bit ridiculous to think about.

In the past, Li Ye thought that this was Li Maozhen's IQ problem. Now it seems that it is difficult for her to do these facts with this guy's wild temper.

It may be a relief for Li Maozhen to learn that his false An Wang plan has completely failed in Suzhou. Finally, she no longer had to scratch her head to think about various plans. With Li Yan accepting these annoying things, she just had to let go and fight.

Li Yan didn't want Li Maozhen to be so depressed, and planned to comfort her. If King Dangqi cried in front of himself, he would have fun watching it. Because of her face of dying face, I don't think I'll ever need to see myself again.

It turned out that Li Yan thought too much. His hand just stretched out, and before he patted him on the shoulder of Li Maozhen, Li Maozhen suddenly raised his head. The speed of his action was so abrupt that Li Zhi's hand was frozen in midair, and he did not know whether it should be retracted or fallen.

Looking at her look, how could she be half frustrated and sad, her eyes straight and straight, looking at Li Yan with a look of doubt and vigilance, just like watching a thief, "What are you doing?"

"I ... um, this ..." Li Yan was very embarrassed, thinking with his hands back at this time to disturb his head, wasn't it too stupid?

"Would you like to get wine?" Li Maozhen took Li Xun out of the quagmire in one sentence, and before Li Xun nodded in a hurry, she patted a bottle of wine back to Li Xuan in front of her. "Squeak to get the wine, what are you doing sneakily?"

Li Maozhen was very domineering and said that Li Yan was no longer half majestic like Wang Li, and he was simply despised.

"Say so much to do, drink!" Li Min suddenly became angry.

After drinking this altar, Li Maozhen held the round wine jar again, and repeatedly stretched his neck to exhale into the night sky.

Li Yan found that when Li Maozhen was exhaling, her bright red lips turned out to be extremely sexy.

This made his scalp feel a little numb, and patted his head hard, forcing himself to drive this terrible illusion away. Does the word **** like this exclusive mature woman have anything to do with Li Maozhen? What else would she do besides picking up that spear and stabbing a few blood holes in her body?

In order to keep himself awake, Li Zhi decided to drink another altar. Of course, the altar that belongs to Li Maozhen is not lacking.

After taking over the unsealed wine jar handed over by Li Yan, Li Maozhen stared at him suddenly, his eyes were particularly bright, and his face was serious and serious: "I found that you guy is not considerate at all, I was so sad just now You don't even have a word of comfort! "

The muscles on Li's face were pumped: "..."

Burning in anger, you must be burning in anger. This smelly mother-in-law must feel that IQ is being suppressed by herself too much, and she is very unhappy. After drinking alcohol, she started to toss herself in despair, drunk her, she must be drunk!

Li Yan shouted, "It's a brother, all love is in the wine. Come, do it!"

I comfort you not to die.

The drunken and obscure Li Maozhen heard the words, and his spirits suddenly refreshed, and he agreed with the thumbs up: "I admire you! We are indeed brothers, what else can we not be brothers? Come on, do it! Tonight If you don't get drunk, whoever advises is a thief! "

Hearing Li Maozhen actually said the word "anti-thief", where would Li Li be polite?

So Li Yan got it.

When Li Maozhen placed the wine altar on the roof in advance and was emptied for seven or seven days, she began to shake unsteadily. After sitting still, she slapped the eaves beside her, urging Li Huan to drink quickly.

I do not know when the bright Wanjia lights in the city have gone out, and there is no one left in sight, and the whole neighborhood is dark. Only the city's main building underneath was brightly lit, matching the dazzling galaxy above.

This is very good. Without the lights of the main city, Xinghe would probably feel lonely in the long night.

In the winter, the night breeze is cold and bitter, and the outside is not suitable for ordinary people. This naturally has no effect on master monks such as Li Wei and Li Maozhen, so only the lonely and distant scenery of winter night can be fully appreciated.

Li Maozhen no longer called for Li Xun to drink, Xun pulled his head and began to snore. The body was still shaking left and right in the cold wind, but the speed was much slower, and it looked like a waving maple leaf.

Li Yan supported his eaves with both hands, and looked at the night sky in a daze, with some pictures of the previous life in his mind. He likes such a quiet time, especially in the bright nights of stars, you can let go of your thoughts unscrupulously and float up and down in the ocean of life in two generations.

Whenever this time, he didn't want to bother about anything, not to say anything, and especially didn't want someone to disturb himself. Now the situation is fine. Although there is a person around her, she is drunk and quiet.

Quiet drunk is a rare skill, not everyone can have.

Of course, he would also pay attention to Li Maozhen's movements from time to time, lest she plant from the roof. The **** was amazing. She saw her body crooked and she was about to fall, and she could quickly correct her posture after suddenly nodding her head.

In the process, her eyes never opened.

Later, Li Zheng didn't figure out how Li Maozhen fell asleep on her shoulders.

This is probably instinct. Whether it is a person or an animal, when they are thirsty, they will always find a position that makes them sleep comfortably. Some people like to hug a pillow, some people like to carry a quilt, and some people like to curl themselves into a ball.

Li Huan didn't move, as long as Li Maozhen didn't bother him looking at Xinghe.

Jo Mo slept comfortably on Li Yan's shoulders. Li Maozhen started to talk in a dream, muttering: "We are ... brothers! Brothers, it's good ... not brothers ... what else? "

In this silent night, the two people leaning on the roof eaves formed a tranquil picture under the sea of ​​stars.

At this time, there was no King Qi, and there was no King An.

As for Li Ye's intermittent dreams from Li Maozhen, she heard her lonely childhood. In the winter, she could only wear thin and worn clothes, and ran away with half a piece of steamed cake in Boyo City, and was run away by a group of equally young refugees. After chasing all the way, I didn't know how many wrestlings I fell. I just clenched my teeth to death, and finally, relying on the familiar terrain, successfully escaped the heroic deed of chasing the soldiers and hiding in the corner of the ruined temple, and swallowing the steamed cake into the stomach. It was purely an accident.

Before dawn arrived, Li Xuan returned Li Maozhen to the bed in the room and watched her sleep dimly, so she covered her quilt generously.

Although inevitably remembered in the process, Li Maozhen's slander that he was not considerate at all was still very manly ignored.

As for the guardian position, since he left the enchantment and flew off the roof, he witnessed the death of the young and old, and gave him a weird and surprised look, as if he was saying that he also likes men. Li Ye also Can only be ignored.

Can you be so surprised? Isn't that just holding Li Maozhen horizontally? This is going to slander my preference for male style? What two unreasonably dirty women! Lao Tzu didn't tell you that Li Maozhen was a woman.

After dawn, it was really boring to get together and whisper together, in-depth exchanges with Li Xiao, who liked the masculinity of the young and old, and Li Zhi went into the cooking room to prepare for early, which was to avoid her from casting in from time to time. Inquiry eyes.

Hungry for a day and a night, although the monk in the real world would not care, but Li Zhi's strong habits still made him eager to have a good meal.

Dasuo ordered that the two girls would only open their mouths for meals. Naturally, they did n’t need to expect them to cook. Su Emei did a good job, but left Luzhou yesterday to join Shangguan Qingcheng with Chu Nanhuai and others. Already.

After an hour of tossing, Li Wei prepared six dishes and one soup. After all, there were four people. A fat chicken stew is exceptionally delicious and full of aroma. It is not necessary to look into the imperfection of ripening such aura with aura and fire.

"The scent is very authentic. You can't see it. You still cook good food? You An Wang is too imposing. But I admire it!"

Li Zheng was using a spatula to taste chicken soup to judge whether there is still room for improvement. He heard that Li Maozhen woke up to find something to eat. People who wake up with a hangover will definitely have an appetite if they have a good stomach. Go to the bathroom, and I'll be on the table right away. Let me show you today. The gap between you and me is not only ... oh! "

He wanted to ridicule Li Maozhen and say that the gap between me and you is not only about whether you are drunk or not talking. When you look up and see Li Maozhen resting on the door frame, a burst of soup sprays out.

It's not that Li Maozhen's image is too sloppy. In fact, no matter how bad Li Maozhen's image is at this time, Li Ye will not be surprised. However, Li Maozhen's makeup is too neat, perfect, and shiny!

That's right, it's makeup.

Precisely, the magic frame is now on the door frame.

The six-flower skirt with a plume plume reveals beautiful white shoulders, tall breasts, a waist as thin as a willow, and a pair of beautiful legs that are long, straight, round, and full of elasticity. If you look at it once, you want to see it a second time. Note the others.

Seeing the embarrassment of Li Yan spraying soup, Li Maozhen smiled smugly, and also deliberately charming, and his onion-like fingers quickly slid from his headband to his waist. "Why didn't Wang see Ben Shengji?"

Li Yan wiped the soup stains on his mouth, and said helplessly: "You think the image of the female man last night was not enough to scare me?"

The ghost knew when Li Maozhen was awake, but he changed his makeup early and went to the kitchen to scare himself, but he didn't know what it was.

Isn't it good to maintain the image of a female man, although it is a bit rude, and it is also a straightforward nature, this girl is afraid she forgets that she is a woman?