[208 Nangong Tou? Don’t know me (gold medal update)]
"We fish have jobs and houses. I wonder what you are doing!"
Ergou, who was usually favored by Xiaoyue, came over, patted his chest, stretched his right arm, and said proudly, "Yu'er, look at my red-headed muscles. Last time you came back, you said that these muscles are difficult.
Practice beautifully. To practice this, I pull crops every day. How is it, how is it, do you like it?"
"What's the red head? That's called biceps. Ergou, are you literate? Even elementary school students know this, okay..."
They were all playmates who used to be together. The young men were very enthusiastic and cheerful. In the past, every time Xiaoyu came back, he would have fun with them, tell them about his magnificent deeds as a policeman, and tell them about himself.
The interesting things I met, even pinching their arms and talking about how to have beautiful muscles... are all normal habits.
But now, looking at the familiar face and listening to the familiar voice, Xiaoyu's head was in a mess, and there was only one feeling left in his heart, it was very noisy and noisy.
And amidst all the commotion and commotion, all she could think about was Nangong Tou.
It would be great if someone could help her break the curse that makes her eat tasteless and unable to sleep all day and night...
On the stage, the performance started, the opera started, and the whole house was cheering.
"Yu'er, you haven't had dinner yet. The three rich men and I set up a few tables nearby, packed up a few dishes and brought them over. We also brought over the wine that Lao Zhang brewed. Let's go and taste it.
?”
Wang Zi suggested to her, Xiaoyu turned around and saw that some familiar people had already set up tables and started drinking in the commotion of the venue.
Wei'an sat in the middle of the table with a quiet expression. When she heard Wang Zi's words, she turned around, raised her hand to quietly brush the hair beside her ears, and said with a smile: "Sister, don't worry about me, you can just go over, the house next door is
Several dolls are taking care of me, I will ask them to call you if anything happens."
Xiaoyu responded, got up, walked to the table, sat down, laughed and chatted with a few people, picked up the filled wine glass, and drank it all.
Then, one cup after another, cup after cup was poured into the stomach.
In fact, she is not drowning her sorrows in drinking...
She just wanted to have nothing else to think about tonight and have a good sleep without thinking about it.
After three rounds of drinking.
Yu Yu's head was dizzy and she also felt tired. For her who hadn't slept all day and night, her eyelids could hardly be opened at this moment——
The opera was still being sung on the stage, and the open space was still full of villagers, and the crowd was buzzing.
Xiaoyu found that his head was hurt by the wind, so when no one was paying attention, he got up alone, walked to a place ten meters away from the open space, breathed several mouthfuls of fresh air, and leaned on his waist in a daze.
The thick tree is so drunk that I can't remember what night it is and where I am...
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Why haven't you arrived yet? Why haven't you arrived yet? You clearly heard voices, but why can't Mao see anyone?
Goshawk, who assumed the responsibility of leading the way, complained silently in the difficult situation of having a cold boss in the car, until he saw a bright light ahead, a figure swaying on the high platform, and the sound of music getting closer and closer,
Finally, he waved excitedly and shouted with tears streaming down his face, "Here we are, we're here! Boss! We finally... Hey - be careful -!"
squeak--!
The emergency brake sound sounded, not even under the silent night sky, but it was also particularly harsh.
Fortunately, Goshawk's driving skills were good and he didn't really hit him. He was just affected by the momentum. The petite figure dangling in front of the car stumbled and fell to the ground, lying on the front of the car with a tired look on his face.
"Uncle Goshawk, you hit someone." Qingtian lay forward and looked down through the car window, "And the person you hit looks so familiar..."
Before Qingtian finished speaking, Goshawk had already seen the sound of the car door banging behind him. Before he could take a closer look, he saw the tall figure of the boss coming to the front of the car, leaning over and hugging a pool of soft mud.
The woman looking at her looked sulky...
"Very good..." they heard the boss say, "after not seeing each other for a day, I learned how to drink."
The tone was cold.
The look in his eyes was clearly distressed.
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Xiaoyu's alcohol capacity is not good, and he is the type who will get drunk if he touches alcohol. But after all, it is the villagers' home-brewed wine, and the alcohol content is not high, so after drinking several glasses, although he feels confused and cannot recognize people, he is still a little bit reluctant.
Conscious.
"Wangzi...three rich people...or two dogs..."
She felt that her steps were unsteady, and a man was holding her up. Because she couldn't see who it was, she tilted her head and tried to call.
"no."
The thin voice seemed to cut through the night, cold and beautiful.
Xiaoyu saw the man's thin lips uttering these two words. The shape of the lips between opening and closing was extremely beautiful, which was her favorite mouth shape.
"Then who are you..." Yu asked with a confused look and a smile. He raised his hand and patted his chest. Feeling the lines and touch of the muscles, he sincerely admired and said, "Brother, you have a good figure."
…”
"Nangong Tou" came out in three words. In the darkness of the night, everyone couldn't see clearly the young master's expression, but they intuitively heard that this voice was filled with easily detectable anger...
"Oh... Nangong Tou..."
Miss Yan nodded thoughtfully. After a long while, she shook her head and seriously concluded, "I don't know..."
Click! Everyone saw Master Tou's right hand suddenly clenched, and there was a sound of knuckles moving, and his face became darker and darker...
Everyone in the car was sweating and worried. They shouted inwardly to the drunk Miss Yan, "Miss Yan, in this case, you should think twice about your answer..."
"Nan... Nan what..."
Xiaoyu raised his hand and stood on tiptoes before barely holding a corner of his shoulder, and said in a daze, "Well... you... just send me back to the village... Ergou... they are still... still waiting.
I'm drinking..."
Ergou, Mr. Toru, who once personally deleted the naked upper body photos of this gay man, narrowed his eyes, looking dangerous, "Miss Yan, how do you want me to give you a gift?"
"Hold...hold..."
She was still struggling to hook his shoulders with her little hands, when she felt her feet leap into the air and she was picked up by two strong arms.
"Um……"
She responded with a long and low voice, her expression seemed to be thinking, but her body was like a little cat sleeping in his arms, "This is so... so... so comfortable... just give it to me like this."
Come on...I like...I like you holding...sending me..."
Nangong Tong's face softened slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at her. A faint light secretly flowed through his dark eyes. Without saying anything, he hugged her, raised his steps, and walked slowly towards the bright place ahead...
(This chapter is an additional update to Gold Medal Twenty^_^)