Hearing her non-stop complaining in a daze, Mu Jiu felt a prickly pain in her heart.

When I was a child, I was almost beaten to death with rose flowers?

What kind of life has this been?

While feeling distressed, I continued to listen. The more I listened, the more shocking I felt. What do you mean?What does almost dead mean?

Seeing that her eyes were almost closed in a daze, Mu Jiu pinched her chin: "Don't sleep, don't sleep here, tell me, what's going on? You were just ignored by your family before." One point, how come it is always close to death? Don’t sleep, do you hear me? Don’t sleep.” [

Feng Zhuoxi never used to drink too much because she thought that alcohol would paralyze her nerves and make her dull.And this kind of slowness is fatal to a person like her who licks blood on the edge of a knife.

So she didn't know that after she drank too much, she would also go crazy with alcohol, and she got drunk so confidently and boldly outside, to her, it was also the first time for a big girl to get on the sedan chair.

After being woken up by Mu Jiu, Feng Zhuoxi looked impatient: "Why do you tell me not to sleep? I'm going to sleep!"

After speaking, she plunged into his arms, turned over, changed into a comfortable position, and then lay on her back in his arms, closing her eyes and preparing to sleep soundly.

Mu Jiu hugged Wenxiang Nephrite, which was a very happy thing at first, but it's a pity that Wenxiang Nephrite drank too much wine, and became more arrogant and unreasonable than usual.

Mu Jiu said, "I'll take you back to your room to sleep, how can anyone sleep outside?"

"No! I'm going to sleep here! Get lost if you have the ability!"

Mu Jiu was so blocked that she couldn't speak, and she kept comforting herself in her heart: You can't have the same knowledge as a drunkard, you can't have the same knowledge as a drunkard...

The drunkard actually didn't sleep well after drinking too much. He woke up again after a short nap, half-closed his eyes and saw a beautiful chin, and reached out and pinched it: "Well, not bad, the skin is smooth .”

Mu Jiu couldn't laugh or cry, thought for a while, and felt that it was rare for Feng Zhuoxi to get drunk like this, and asked again: "Do you think it's better for me to be smooth-skinned or that Fu Mianqing?"

Feng Zhuoxi's eyes narrowed even more, and she paused for a while before saying: "I don't know, I haven't touched you, so it's hard to compare. Hmm... Baili Yuezhu should be more slippery, slippery everywhere..."

Mu Jiu didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but suddenly she thought about it, no, what is slippery everywhere?

He patted her face: "Let me ask you, how do you know that Baili Yuezhu is slippery everywhere? Have you ever touched it?"

"Of course I've touched it, I've touched it everywhere!" If Feng Zhuoxi knew that she made a slip of the tongue after drinking, she probably wouldn't drink again in her next life.

Mu Jiu stopped talking, his face was gloomy as if he wanted to kill someone, he picked up Feng Zhuoxi: "You explain it clearly to me! Have you slept with him?"

Feng Zhuoxi was so uncomfortable being fixed by his posture, she burst into anger: "Who do I sleep with or not, it's none of your business?"

Mu Jiu felt that her bowels were going to regret, and she was left alone for a short while, and she was imprisoned in the demon lock tower by Mr. Da, and when she came out, she was already someone else's!

It's actually that Baili Yuezhu who can't even blow a fart with a stick!

He always thought that Feng Zhuoxi liked young people with smooth skin, but he didn't expect that it was not the case at all. The only thing she didn't like was him, only him, Mu Jiu! [

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