Countdown [entertainment]

As soon as Qi Ruiyi's tone of voice showed affection, he knew what these people were planning to plot, and impatiently threw the beer on the table: "Okay, drink."

Jiumu never drank, let alone came to the bar. It was the first time he knew that there could be so many nonsensical reasons for persuading people to drink, but Yin Qing still drank bottle after bottle according to those inexplicable reasons.

Jiumu sat silently on Yin Qing's side, looking through him at the friends on the other side urging them to drink——

Pei Che said: "Some time ago, you didn't say that you were going to prepare for the concert in Bo Er's round, so you should drink it after it's over?"

Jiumu thought, there are still several Yin Qing concert tours, and Pei Che directly said that he was done, and that he didn't even know about his friends so he should punish himself first.

Yin Qing drank it all in one gulp.

Bo Yuzhi said: "There's something about your new song, come here, let's celebrate your success, drink more."

Jiumu thought, you don't understand anything about the lyrics of Yin Qing's "Ambush", in fact, the person who scolded you might be you and even praised something.

Yin Qing drank another bottle.

Qi Ruiyi said: "Perhaps Jiumu is planning to drink and you can buy a pack of chrysanthemum tea back. You can't do this, you have to drink for others."

"..."

So Jiumu gave up the idea of ​​helping Yin Qing drink, and went to hold his chrysanthemum tea.

I don't know how long it took, Jiumu yawned slowly, just opened his mouth halfway, suddenly his right shoulder sank, and then a lazy and ambiguous voice rang in his ears: "I'm tired, wait a while .”

Jiumu turned his face to the side, and what caught his eyes was a bunch of silver hair. The curve of the boy's face was still sharp, and the tails of the peach blossom eyes were a little red, and he couldn't open them.

Jiumu asked, "Drink too much?"

"Where is it?" Yin Qing dragged out the ending, and raised her chin in the direction of Bo Yuzhi.

Jiumu thinks that drinking capacity is really a talent, half of the wine on the table went into Yin Qing's stomach, but those three were drunker than him, staggering on the sofa, Qi Ruiyi, the only one who opened his eyes, didn't know who he was sending a message to. Alright, I deleted the words again, I am afraid that all the characters that are typed out are garbled.

Drinking every day, I don't see how much they drink, no wonder they want to pour affection, I'm afraid I can't stand drinking.

Jiumu, who hadn't had a drink, slandered others without any psychological burden.

"Go home?" Jiumu asked.

After a moment of silence, Yin Qing slowly said: "Return."

Then he straightened up suddenly, brushed the messy bangs on his forehead, and said to Jiumu with a serious expression: "I'm very good, I never mess up after drinking, unlike them who take other little girls to go out every time they drink. Open house……"

Bo Yuzhi stood up like a corpse, and interrupted his words: "Fuck, your mother's affection, you praise yourself and also belittle brother by the way, are you a fucking human?"

Yin Qing blocked his hand impatiently: "Is there something wrong with what I said? Are you all from your own family and you are still shy?"

Bo Yu's words choked, and then he watched Yin Qing, who was fierce one second, approach Jiu Mu in the next second, staring at him eagerly with peach blossom eyes: "Take me to your house, okay?"

Bo Yuzhi: "?!"

Pei Che opened his eyes when he heard the sound: "?!"

Qi Ruiyi turned his head like a zombie in disbelief: "...fuck me?!"

On the contrary, Jiumu's face was calm, and he almost wrote "Amitabha" on his face: "I don't have sex after drinking."

"..."

Yin Qing tried to explain the facts: "You didn't drink."

Jiumu thought for a while: "It makes sense."

Yin Qing said confidently: "Then take me home."

Jiumu glanced at him, but said nothing.

"……Hold."

Yin Qing scratched her hair irritably: "I just scolded him today for living in a room given to me. I'm sick? I just don't want to go home."

Jiu Mu then said, "Okay."

Yin Qing was so angry that she was half sober, and she had to be reasonable in everything she did with this person. There was no very suitable excuse, even friends visiting each other for a night.

He stood up: "Let's go, go home."

Jiumu looked at it and felt that there was a hallucinatory trio in front of him, and asked, "Then what should they do? Do you want to give it away?"

He just asked casually, but Yin Qing became even more angry: "Now you are so kind? I'm sleepy, can I go?!"

When I was too drunk, I didn't see how much Jiumu cared. He even had to explain his reasons for going to his house. Jiumu still cared about these three guys who were talking bad about him behind his back when they met for the first time.

He stood at the door, threw his coat over his shoulder, and said impatiently, "Let's go!"

Jiumu just felt baffled, he went out to drink with Yin Qing at night, didn't he just come to be a babysitter, sitting next to him and doing nothing, waiting for him to drink and drive him home, and now he still has to endure this young master's temper.

Sure enough, the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. After getting along for so long, there is no change at all. Yin Qing is still the young master at Ji Haoran's banquet who has nothing to find fault with him.

Jiumu didn't want to reason with a drunk person, so he stood up and walked out silently without saying a word.

"you……"

Yin Qing just watched him pass by in front of her without saying a word and without turning her head away.

Fuck it, I don't care about it, the big deal is that I will stay on the street tonight.

Yin Qing stood there for a while, suppressing the boredom in her heart, then went back to the private room and sat down.

There was still wine left on the table, so he knocked the bottle cap on the edge of the table, pried it off with all his strength, and drank it down with his head raised.

"Damn it, Young Master Yin, you're so angry."

Bo Yuzhi looked at the bottle cap flying to the corner in horror, swallowed, and leaned over to Yin Qing to ask him.

"Why did you get angry out of nowhere, why didn't you go home with him?" Qi Ruiyi saw a clue and asked tentatively.

"Who goes home with him, he doesn't want to talk to me and I still lick my face? I still need someone who wants to take me home??"

The two brothers shook their heads quickly: "There is no shortage."

"Have you booked a room upstairs? Take Pei Che up there, and I'll have a drink."

Bo Yuzhi's eyes fell on a pile of empty wine bottles, and when he saw Yin Qing opening another bottle, he hurriedly stopped him: "You still drink, Young Master Yin, did you feel dizzy after drinking so much?"

"Have the face to say it?" Yin Qing rolled her eyes: "Hurry up, I'll be annoyed when I see you."

"Eh."

Bo Yuzhi responded, seeing that there were only two bottles of wine left and Yin Qing couldn't drink much, so he and Qi Ruiyi supported Pei Che and went upstairs.

The real estate in this area belongs to the Bo family, and they all have a house near here, which is why Yin Qing didn't plan to take care of these three people.

At the thought of Jiumu still worrying too much, Yin Qing got angry for no reason, rang the service bell, and lazily leaned back on the sofa.

When he didn't know Jiumu, he almost always felt that he was alone and wanted to fight against such a huge organization.

Only when you are in the organization can you experience the horror of this behemoth, Yin Qing doesn't think she has that kind of ability.

However, ever since the two of them clarified each other's attitudes towards the organization that day, Mingming Jiumu, who has no background or influence at all, inexplicably gave Yin Qing a sense of peace of mind.

——It seems to be walking alone in the long night, the wind and rain are precarious, and the road ahead is dark and there is no light. At this moment, there is suddenly another person beside me, walking firmly with me all the way.

Enter as you wish.

Draw your sword and follow your heart.

The mayfly shakes the tree to accompany him.

The lyrics are written by Jiumu himself.

A hammer to accompany me, I don't even want to take myself home.

Yin Qing snorted, called the waiter to add another dozen beers, and poured herself slowly.

The more he drank, the more he became more sober. Thinking carefully about his anger just now, he made a bit of unreasonable trouble for Pin.

Yin Qing sees that there are many friends, but they have no heart-to-heart friends. What else can these few do other than pour him a drink. Even if I tell them about the organization, they will not understand but will come to persuade me not to think too hard. Different ways do not conspire with each other, some people are destined to only be friends with wine and meat.

In the end, this Jiumu is still a straight man of steel. At first glance, his mother and fetus are single.

The more Yin Qing thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, she drank a big gulp of wine out of boredom, but was suddenly startled.

——Holy shit, not only did I get drunk just now, but I also took over the job of being jealous.

Isn't this a typical performance of jealousy, making trouble for no reason and finding trouble for nothing.When Bo Yuzhi was in a relationship before, he complained to himself that he didn't understand girls' emotions.

No.

Yin Qing felt that her performance was terrible, she had to change, she had to change.

He put down the bottle, got up and walked out.

Yin Qing threw the card to the counter, walked out of the bar slowly, thinking about whether to spend the night in Chu Yujing today.

Forget it, or tomorrow that workaholic will take him to Xinghuang again.

It is even more impossible to find a five-star hotel. Now my mind is not clear. If I am seen on the road or at the front desk of the hotel in the middle of the night, my Weibo will be paralyzed tomorrow.

At this point, those brothers estimate that they should drink and sleep, but none of them can be relied on.

Yin Qing thought to herself, at worst, just go to the car and sleep overnight.

The dignified young master Yin found himself so pitiful that he didn't even have a place to go.

When he walked into the parking lot, he suddenly froze in place, with an expression of disbelief.

In the cold wind, Jiumu stood quietly beside the car, the fluff of his skirt trembling slightly with the wind.

He raised his eyes when he heard the movement, the tip of his nose was a little red from the cold, his face was indifferent and expressionless, his tone was always without any ups and downs, but what he said was: "Let's go."

Yin Qing, who just vowed not to make trouble with Jiumu just a minute ago, suddenly threw this idea out of the sky, her throat choked, but her words were stubborn: "It's not easy, you know you care about me now?"

Jiumu sighed, and said helplessly, "I was wrong. Let's go home, shall we?"

The author has something to say: Yin Qing: Good!Good husband no problem! [Suddenly excited.

感谢在2020-10-1901:06:19~2020-10-2000:21:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Lao Zhang 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Lao Zhang 10 bottles; t.5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!