Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 77 "Drunk"

She subconsciously took a bottle of drink from the tea table, opened the can, raised her head and took a sip, and then another.

It has a very strange taste, but it is not unpalatable. It is sweet and astringent, and there is a greasy taste in the mouth, which is very charming.

After the fight with her was over, it was Mu Qiaoling's next turn. The relationship with Fu Yang was in dire straits, with ups and downs.

It can be said that he was a bad friend, and presented Fu Yang with a song that blew up the atmosphere of the audience.

"What—cough cough!" Mu Qiaoling tried the microphone.

"Music music!"

She pointed to the karaoke stand, and the next second, the background sounded.

Before the original song could be pronounced, Mu Qiaoling yelled with her throat shut and her eyes closed: "I can't fly away, Huahua's world—so I'm this one, a drunken butterfly—"

"Hahahaha grass butchering scene!"

"Absolutely, Sister Qiaoer is really cowhide——"

"Sister Qiaoer...hahaha I vomited..."

The group of people below burst out laughing, laughing so hard that they turned their backs.

Zhao Chengcheng burst into tears.

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, he wiped them away, and supported Fu Yang, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, staring at Mu Qiaoling gloomily as if he wanted to eat her.

He looked expressionlessly at Mu Qiaoling who couldn't keep up with the rhythm on the stage and ran thousands of miles away out of tune. She was still singing loudly, crying ghosts and wolves.

In my heart, I had already torn her into pieces and swallowed her alive.

Zhao Chengcheng said: "Yangzi, this little girl can play, she sings like a needle-"

After a pause, with a strange tone, he hooked Fu Yang's chin with his hand, turned his face away, blinked his eyes, and said angrily, "Could it be that he's interested in you?"

vomit.

Fu Yang was about to vomit.

impossible.

He wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.

Will Mu Qiaoling like him?
Hell.

Fu Yang had a chill, and slapped Zhao Chengcheng's hand away in disgust, "Would you like to kiss me, don't let him touch me!"

Zhao Chengcheng: "?"

Men and women?

Accept or not?

Fuck you.

Su Yan was also listening to Mu Qiaoling's singing, and everyone around her was laughing, so she also laughed, foolishly.

It was still hot, and I felt dry from the heat in my heart. I opened another can of drink, and there was already an empty can on the coffee table.

She didn't know why it was getting hotter and hotter. The drink was cold, but she compared her hand to a small fan to cool herself down, and at the same time gulped down the drink.

Quickly finished another can.

She burped and exhaled a sweet breath.

A deep shadow suddenly cast in front of her eyes, and there was someone sitting beside her, Su Yan raised her eyelids to look.

Jiang Ye went outside to smoke a cigarette, and when he entered the door, he saw Su Yan obediently in the corner, walked towards her, and sat down beside her.

Recognizing who it was, Su Yan shrank her neck back.

Jiang Ye stared at her, then leaned forward suddenly, getting very close to her, spraying warm breath on her cheek.

"Have you been drinking?" he asked.

Su Yan shook her head with a serious expression: "No, I can drink it."

She pointed to the empty soda cans on the coffee table.

Jiang Ye looked at the past, raised his eyebrows, looked like a smile but not a smile, then turned back, and met Su Yan's eyes that were not so focused and distracted.

It was still bright, as if there was a layer of shallow water light, staring at him blankly, and did not hide.

Jiang Ye rubbed his fingertips, there is no such thing, obviously he drank fruit wine, and it was the kind with a higher alcohol content than ordinary beer.

What's more, Su Yan didn't even know that he drank two cans in a row.

Seeing Su Yan's stupid and obviously drunk appearance, Jiang Ye was angry and funny.

Twice.

Su Yan got drunk twice.

(End of this chapter)