from the golden generation

Chapter 34 Relax (for collection)
Yan Song lay lazily on the bed after cleaning the house briefly.

Enjoy the satisfaction that the new house brings to yourself.

"Beep beep."

The ringtone of the mobile phone broke Yan Song's fantasy, and Yan Song took out his mobile phone.

The call was from Ewing again, Yan Song rubbed his chin and answered the call.

"Yan, how did you get the house?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was noisy, and it took Yan Song a long time to understand it.

"Buy it, little villa."

"Then come out quickly, I'll give you the address, come and play."

After Ewing finished speaking, he hung up the phone quickly as usual.

Yan Song opened the mailbox and saw the location map sent by Ewing.

"This? This is a beach."

Yan Song was puzzled, why did you ask him to go to the beach?
But Ewing let himself go, it is still necessary to have a look.

As soon as he said he would leave, Yan Song jumped out of bed and closed the doors and windows.

He hailed a taxi on the side of the street and headed towards the location given by Ewing.

Waited to get out of the car.

After Yan Song paid the money, the cool sea breeze hit his face.

Yan Song looked down from the side of the road and saw Ewing Houston and others playing beach volleyball from a distance.

"It's time to relax."

Yan Song took a sharp breath of air, the smell of the sea.

Then he bounced down the steps and walked to Ewing's side.

Just as Yan Song was about to say hello, he saw Houston jumping up high and slamming the volleyball into the air.

It was a coincidence that the volleyball hit Yan Song in the face.

The huge impact directly flushed Yan Song's face, and his nosebleeds sprang out crazily.

Huston looked at the sluggish Yan Song and felt bad. He wanted to dig a hole in the sand and get in.

"Houston!"

Yan Song grabbed the volleyball, Houston didn't hesitate, and ran away.

The two of you chased me and ran for several kilometers under the sun.

Houston accelerated by making an emergency stop and shook Yan Song several times.

However, Yan Song hit the opponent with the volleyball many times, and Houston was in pain.

But he still held on, saying nothing and not stopping.

The two lasted like this for nearly 10 minutes.

Yan Song finally threw Houston down, and the matter was over.

afterwards.

Houston invited Yan Song to taste the fried noodles on the seaside.

After Yan Song was full of wine and food, Ewing rented a speedboat.

Yan Song was dragged onto the pirate boat by Houston Ward.

In order to prevent Yan Song from struggling to escape, Ewing started the engine and drove on the sea at an extremely fast speed.

"Ahhh!"

Yan Song's screams traveled far away, Houston couldn't hold him at all.

Yan Song bumped on the boat and shouted.

"I'm seasick, poof!"

After the words fell, Yan Song leaned on the side of the boat and vomited out all the delicious food at noon and just now.

"slightly!"

The liquid in the stomach poured down, Yan Song vomited and had a headache.

At this time, the speedboat encountered undulating waves, and the speedboat bumped.

Yan Song flew out directly and floated in the air.

Looking at the three people on board, Yan Song couldn't help vomiting.

Then they plopped into the sea, and the three of them drove nearly [-] meters.

Houston couldn't hear Yan Song's voice, turned around to check and found that Yan Song was gone.

Only then hurriedly went back the same way and found Yan Song who was soaking in sea water.

"I won't be a boat anymore, I will swim back by myself."

Yan Song had a psychological shadow, but Ewing and the others really didn't know about his seasickness.

No matter how many people persuaded him, Yan Song was stubborn and swam back by himself instead of taking the boat.

"But I remember there were sharks in the sea."

Ward said casually, but Yan Song was a carp and ejected onto the boat, lying motionless on the boat.

"Slow down, take me back first, you guys are going for a ride."

Yan Song's face is vicissitudes, he really can't wait to throw all three of them into the sea to feed the fish.

...

After playing at the beach, at night, the few people were not idle.

They successfully deceived Yan Song once again on the grounds of letting Yan Song know more about it.

Everyone came to a famous local nightclub to play.

Yan Song was still sitting on the sidelines drinking, but Ewing and the others were holding the beautiful woman, hugging her left and right, wishing she could grow four arms and four legs.

"Yan Song, don't you want two?"

Houston stretched his head and asked with a smile.

"You are not too old, you should enjoy life."

Yan Song rolled his eyes at him and said.

"I'm still old and young. I just came of age in April this year. Unlike you, I know how to pick up girls."

Yan Song scorned Houston fiercely, but Houston shook his head with a smile.

He took out a few hundred yuan bills to the girl next to him, showing the demeanor of a rich man.

As time went by, the girls changed from batch to batch, but Yan Song turned a blind eye to them all, and did not go with the world.

Although he didn't pay attention to those people, they just came to Yan Song.

Yan Song pushed away the woman who took the initiative to approach him with a look of disgust.

If he encounters a very difficult person, Yan Song will follow Houston's example and send the other party money to let her leave quickly and stay away from him.

Yan Song didn't understand what was going on here.So, Yan Song started blinking wildly at Ewing.

Ewing pretended not to see it, and turned his head away from Yan Song.

Yan Song looked at Houston again, that guy was drinking beer in one breath for a performance.

Of the normal people present, Yan Song estimated that Williams and Ward were the only ones left.

Holding hope, Yan Song looked in the direction of the two.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, you find that the two of them are already drunk.

Ward kicked up the whole person and fell upside down, while Williams was lying on the sofa with a beer bottle in his right hand.

Yan Song patted his face, unable to bear to look directly at them.

In the arena, one is fiercer than the other, why come out, one by one...

Sand sculpture?
Yan Song just lay down on the sofa helplessly, and took everyone back until late at night.

Yan Song placed the four of them in his new home, each in a daze.

Houston didn't know how much he drank, and he stayed in the bathroom from the moment he entered the house.

The other three were lying at the door, and Yan Songfei used a lot of strength to carry them one by one to the bedroom on the first floor.

Yan Song threw the person into the house and never cared about it.

Then he ran up to the second floor and fell asleep happily.

December NO.20 morning.

Yan Song woke up in a haze, and tidied up at the sink on the second floor.

Suddenly remembered Houston who was still in the bathroom, I forgot to send him back to the bedroom last night.

Yan Song ran downstairs in a hurry and found Houston, who was sleeping soundly, in the bathroom on the first floor.

However, Yan Song's toilet was full of unidentified vomit.

Yan Song held his breath, pressed the flushing button, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Wake up, there is a game against the 76ers today."

Yan Song patted Houston's face, but the other side still didn't move.

Yan Song didn't care about it at all. Anyway, the game was in the afternoon, so he could train in the backyard for a while.

Say it.

Yan Song put Houston down and still let him live in the bathroom, and he took the basketball and rode the sunshine.

In December, sweat it out.

　Second more.

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