[Quick Transmigration] The hero's blackening value has exploded again

It is also a troublesome thing for Gao Gao to tear up his face with Jin Zhuofei.As the car was driving, he kept furrowing his brows, looking out the window in a daze, thinking about how to explain to his family.

In a blink of an eye, the car stopped.

Gao Gao said: "Here we are."

He didn't hear the movement of the people around him for a while, and turned his head in arrogance and doubt, only to see Zhou Jiale with flushed cheeks and limp on the seat.

It seems that the wine is full of energy.

"Master." The driver in front asked, "Do you need me to drag him out?"

Gao Gao came back to his senses slightly: "Yes."

The driver left the driver's seat, opened the rear door, and pulled Zhou Jiale's arm.

Zhou Jiale waved him away, with an angry and coquettish tone: "Don't touch me!"

Completely drunk, he is like a wayward child, a little unreasonable and a little cute.

Gao Ao put Jin Zhuofei's matter behind him, only Zhou Jiale was drunk and crazy.He watched the "struggle" between him and the driver amusedly for a while, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let me do it."

The driver withdrew his hand helplessly: "Yes."

"Stop making trouble." Gao Gao stretched out a hand and grabbed his collar.

It was strange, Zhou Jiale stopped immediately, like a mouse after seeing a cat, it was so obedient.Gao Gao thought that Zhou Jiale, who was already half drunk in the clubhouse before, obediently answered his own words, obediently waited for him at the door of the box, and couldn't help but loosen the strength in his hand.

"Okay, get out of the car with me."

Zhou Jiale responded with a soft nasal voice: "Yes."

"Can I do it myself?"

After Gao Gao finished speaking, Zhou Jiale, who had stepped on the ground, was about to fall down as if he had lost his bones, and he grabbed the car door just in time.

"No, it's all right."

Gao Gao was taken aback: "Why the hell are you bragging about it?"

The driver was going to help Zhou Jiale, but Zhou Jiale yelled like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "I don't want you to touch me, I can walk!"

Even if it was fierce, the tone seemed to be coquettish, limp and imposing.

Gao Gao laughed softly, seeing Zhou Jiale walking staggeringly as if he was competing with someone, he took a big stride forward, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him away.

The drunk young man muttered: "Slow down, slow down..."

The driver standing by the car watched the two go upstairs, feeling a little dazed.

Why is the relationship between these two people today... completely different from before?

How can Gaoao have the time to care about a driver's thoughts?

"Why doesn't the crappy place you live in even have an elevator?"

Zhou Jiale said, "If you ask me, I don't know either."

Gao Gao stopped, turned around and asked, "Which floor do you live on?"

"The third floor." Zhou Jiale, who didn't "brake" in time, bumped his head on his back.

Gao Gao froze, the hand holding his wrist tightened slightly, his pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at the face very close to him.

In the narrow and quiet stairwell, there were only the two of them.

Zhou Jiale's round eyes seemed to be filled with wine, they were wet, making everyone drunk.

The pride pulled him closer: "You..."

"belch."

A wine belch full of alcohol smell hit the haughty face.

arrogant:"……"

Gao Gao took a deep breath, wiped his face, and then led him up quickly while muttering: "Crazy, crazy, crazy..."

"You, you slow down!" Zhou Jiale staggered, exerting some force on his hands, as if trying to break free from the shackles of arrogance.

Gao Gao stopped again: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'll go by myself!" Zhou Jiale said angrily.

Gao Gao has never taken care of an alcoholic like this!Seeing Zhou Jiale getting angry again inexplicably, he also has some opinions.

——How dare he play petty temper with himself?angry?To do this by myself is already condescending!

I really don't know what to do!

"Then you go!"

Gaoao threw him away, walked up the steps in a few strides, and looked down at him.

Zhou Jiale grunted and grabbed the railing, climbing up step by step.After walking a few steps, he actually started to feel wronged again, his lips curled up, wanting to cry or not.

Gao Gao sneered: "You are quite capable, and you still wronged me?"

Zhou Jiale looked at him pitifully.

Gao Gao walked up to him and pinched his cheek: "Apologize, my young master doesn't have the same knowledge as you, a drunk fool."

Zhou Jiale whispered, "I'm sorry."

"That's more or less the same." Gao Gao put his palms around his wrists again, and when he turned his head, he saw the door of a certain house above the steps opened, and there was a person standing in front of the door, looking down at them, his eyes were a bit stern.

Gao Gao was stunned for a moment, and scolded: "Fuck, you are sneaky, you want to scare me to death?"

The man just glanced at him lightly, and looked away slightly: "Yuyu, why don't you come here soon?"

Before Gao Gao could figure out what was going on with this person, the person in his hand ran away again.He watched Zhou Jiale stomping up the ground, being as obedient as a rabbit in front of that man.

"Why is it so late?" the man asked, "Have you been drinking yet?"

Zhou Jiale drew a degree with his fingers: "It's just a little bit."

The man laughed, all the gloom on his face faded, and he was extremely gentle: "Okay, let's go home."

"okay."

Gao Gao watched the two enter the room, and asked, "Who are you?"

The only answer to him was the loud slam of the door.

At this moment, Gao Ao felt a burning pain on his face, as if the door had been thrown in his face.

He seemed to have a little bit of the feeling of Jin Zhuofei being thrown in the face by himself...

inside the house.

"Who is that man? Where did the clothes on his body come from?"

Zhou Jiale was still wearing the knitted sweater and jeans that Jin Zhuofei had given him before, and the jacket Gao Gao had given him over it.

This is already the second time, and I changed clothes after I came back.

Zhou Jiale didn't seem to notice the questioning meaning in Shen Jixuan's words, and lowered his head stupidly: "Huh? Where did this dress come from? It's not mine, is it?"

Hearing such cute drunken words from him, Shen Jixuan felt a little helpless: "I'll ask you again tomorrow, so go to bed first."

"Good."

Youyou had already fallen asleep, and Shen Jixuan signaled Zhou Jiale to be quieter.

Zhou Jiale looked serious, nodded vigorously, and put his index finger to his mouth in response to "shh", as if they were doing something big.

Shen Jixuan held back his smile and whispered, "Can I wash it myself?"

"OK."

But not long after he entered the bathroom, Shen Jixuan heard something fall.

Shen Jixuan quickly stood up, seeing that Youyou just turned over and didn't wake up, he quickly pushed open the bathroom door: "Why..."

In the bathroom, Zhou Jiale, who was wearing only his underwear, was sitting on the floor with tears on his face, obviously in pain, but he still remembered that he had promised to keep his voice down, so he just whimpered "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Dare to cry loudly.

It's just pathetic.

Shen Jixuan couldn't laugh or cry, knelt down and wiped his tears: "Where did you fall? Let me see?"

"Ugh..."

Shen Jixuan looked all the way from his shiny and lovely toes, and he had a panoramic view of his slender legs, curvy buttocks and waist that could only be grasped.With the "scenery" he saw, his gaze gradually changed, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, until...he saw the bite mark on Zhou Jiale's collarbone.

The traces imprinted on the skin remained on the creamy white jade skin, but there was an indescribable temptation.

A storm was brewing in Shen Jixuan's eyes, and he felt that the beautiful scenery was extremely dazzling.

"Who did it?"