let loose

I have seen people with a poor capacity for alcohol, but Jiang Zhou himself is fine, he will not get drunk easily, and he has also heard of drinking in a glass, but Song Mian is stronger, pouring in a can.

Song Mian clapped her hands dumbfoundedly, and when she had enough clapping, she covered her mouth and let out a little belch.With patience that surprised him, Jiang Zhou picked up the smashed cans on the ground and threw them away.

The entrance of the shopping mall was quite lively, passers-by coming and going, sensing the opening and closing of the glass doors, the dim light in the building was cut into rolling strips, cast on the two of them, reflecting two long black shadows.

"Do you know who I am?" Jiang Zhou asked blankly, wiping his hands that were stained by the wine flowing out of the jar.

"I know!" Song Mian, a primary school student, raised her hand high and shouted loudly, "You are a beautiful brother!"

Jiang Zhou frowned, showing reservations about the word "beautiful".After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Then do you know who you are?"

"I know!" The elementary school student raised his hand happily again, shouting louder than before: "I am DouDou!"

Jiang Zhou: "..."

It was too embarrassing, I looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention to their side, I was relieved, and I wanted to laugh when I calmed down.

He lowered his head slightly, and got closer to Song Mian, sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose, and smelled a faint smell of alcohol. He raised a finger and waved it in front of his eyes, and asked him, "How much is this?"

Song Mian's teary eyes followed his fingers, shook his head dizzily, held Jiang Zhou's hand with his right hand, and slowly grasped the slender and beautiful knuckle from the wrist to the fist.

Jiang Zhou was waiting for his answer, so he didn't move.

Song Mian's face was hidden in the mixed light, her eyes were wide open, flickering, staring at the finger like looking at a baby, and opened her mouth wide in the next second, and put the finger into her mouth with a sound.

By doing this, you can be sure that you are really drunk.Jiang Zhou clicked his tongue, and before being bitten, he curled up his fingers, turned his fist over, and gently brushed Song Mian's soft and hot lower lip with his fingertips, and managed to free himself.

The thing in her hand was gone, Song Mian didn't scream or make trouble, and would bite the back of her hand when she was stunned. Under the light and shadow, her eyelashes fluttered and trembled, the light in her eyes gradually faded, and her lips were bigger than usual. The color is more vivid.

Jiang Zhou sighed, and tightened his hand to prevent him from biting.Unexpectedly, Song Mian can get drunk like this even after drinking a can of beer, the next arrangement can only be forced to stop, let's go home first.

Seeing Song Mian's innocent look, he muttered and looked around in a daze, he pinched Song Mian's flushed face bitterly, and said, "Let's go, go home."

Song Mian screamed from being pinched, with tears in her eyes but refused to give in, like a little tyrannosaur whose hair was blown up, stomping its feet, clawing around, slurring its mouth, saying: "Don't go home, don't go home. Go home, I'm not going home!"

Jiang Zhou let go of his face and grabbed his dancing hands. He couldn't tell how cute it was. He felt like being scratched by a cat's little paw. It was tickling and touched. He decided to follow the advice of the drunk , asked with a good temper: "Then where do you want to go?"

After the face was rescued, Song Mian looked at Jiang Zhou with teary eyes, thinking about going to catch the doll.

A TV-sized screen is embedded on the left side of the entrance, and brand advertisements are played repeatedly, and several claw machines are placed on the right side. The machines are constantly running, and girls scream happily from time to time.

There happened to be a claw machine that was empty, Song Mian ran over like a joy, grabbed the control handle, twisted it and found that the claws in the machine did not move, and immediately looked aggrieved at Jiang Zhou who was following.

With earnest eyes still wet, Jiang Zhou moved his lips, but finally said nothing. He took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code. After paying, the machine ran for a while, and Gululu spat out ten coins.

Song Mian yawned first, then impatiently held the handle again.Jiang Zhou found the coin slot and put a coin into it. After the bang, the handle moved as if it was unsealed. Song Mian jumped up in surprise, and began to grasp the handle.

Inside the chassis, the mechanical claws are close together and open.

The handle of the claw machine is not easy to operate, and whether you can catch things is a matter of metaphysics.Some rely on luck, some practice makes perfect.Song Mian had cooked ten coins with this machine, but he obviously didn't get it right.

"Woo, I can't catch it!" All the coins were used up, without even a baby hair, Song Mian's nose twitched, but she was so wronged, she pushed her head against Jiang Zhou's shoulder like a baby, "I want it."

Jiang Zhou had no choice but to buy another twenty coins.Song Mian pursed her lips, her expression was more serious than ever, and her hands were careful to operate the machine, for fear of twisting the handle off.

This time I was fishing for the doll's hair, but unfortunately it fell halfway, and finally got nothing.

"Again, I didn't catch it again..." Song Mian shyly grabbed the corner of Jiang Zhou's clothes and tugged, "I still want it."

The corners of his clothes were ripped to pieces by the drunk, Jiang Zhou couldn't stand it anymore, he wrapped his hand that was still about to mess around in his palm, asked for another ten coins, pulled him aside and stood still, and personally go to battle.

"Which one do you want?" he asked.

There are a lot of plush toys in the transparent case, kittens, dogs, bears and pigs, all colorful and colorful, he looks the same in every one, and has no target.

"I want this." Song Mian grinned, showing her small white teeth, stretched out her index finger, and tapped a little pig that was planted upside down in the corner of the case.

Jiang Zhou nodded. He had never played with a claw machine before. When he was in junior high school, he went to the mall and saw Jiang Du catch it. He failed ten times and failed ten times. After struggling for more than two hours, he finally bought an oversized Pikachu out of his own pocket to comfort himself.

He has only bystander experience and no operator experience.

Song Mian put in coins for him, the handle moved slightly, the machine clicked and started to run, holding the control handle with his slender and strong hand, he planned to play for a while to find the feel.

The little pig is up and down, with two short pink legs standing upright.Generally speaking, it is much easier for a manipulator to grab a round object. I don't know if this pig fell in half after being caught by the last wave of people, and it became such a difficult grasp.

Jiang Zhou is a quick learner. He spent five coins in a row looking for the feel of the hand, and he has figured out the routine of the robot hand.Grab a little at a time at the same time, and slowly bring the pig into a bum-up position.

"Come on." Probably knowing that the piglet is difficult to catch, Song Mian stared at the doll in the case, and thoughtfully relieved Jiang Zhou's pressure, "It doesn't matter if you can't catch it."

Jiang Zhou glanced at him, seeing that his eyes were staring straight, wishing he could get in and catch that pig out, he wanted to laugh, what a duplicity little guy.

Jiang Zhou squinted his eyes and kept moving his hands. When he threw the coin, he found the right angle, grabbed the pig's butt, and finally grabbed the doll out.

It was McDull wearing only bright red suspenders, the size of a baby, Song Mian happily hugged the pig in his arms, and shouted sweetly, "Thank you, pretty brother!"

Jiang Zhou rubbed his head, thinking that Song Mian was so drunk that he also looked like a pig. For the sake of being a pig, he didn't ask him to change the sentence "Beautiful brother".

There were still six coins, and he grabbed it a few more times, and finally caught a pig that was bigger than the McDull in Song Mian's arms, and was covered in blue.

Song Mian hugged left and right, satisfied, and arched her nose to get between the two pigs.

It was almost ten o'clock after all the tossing around, the school had access control, Jiang Zhou called a car, and planned to take the three pigs home first.

The mall closes at ten o'clock, and the meeting has almost started to clear.Many private cars lined up from the underground parking lot.The bus stop in front of the subway entrance is deserted, and the last bus is gone.Fortunately, there was a temporary parking spot not far away, in two directions completely opposite to the parking lot, and the car called by Jiang Zhou arrived soon.

"Where is your home?" Jiang Zhou asked after getting into the car.

"I'm not going home." Song Mian put her face on Fen McDull's head, sullen.Put down a hard twitch and stop making a sound.

The October night was already cool, the window on Song Mian's side was half open, and the night wind blew in, blowing up his short, thin hair on his forehead. Jiang Zhou saw more clearly the dimness in his eyes and felt his sadness.

Jiang Zhou thought about it for a while, told the driver the address of the school, and asked Song Mian, "Then where do you want to go?"

Song Mian pouted her lips, like being coquettish but not quite. She opened and closed her mouth several times, but still closed it.Involuntarily stuffing the blue McDull into Jiang Zhou's arms, he turned his head arrogantly and ignored him.

Jiang Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then veins appeared on his forehead. He looked at the squinting pig in his arms, meditating on the righteousness in his heart, my Buddha is merciful, suppressed the force of wanting to beat someone, and looked at the side of the eyes and the pig's head on top of the head. The idiot, once again sighed with emotion for his extraordinary endurance tonight.

Arriving at the entrance of No. [-] Middle School, Song Mian pulled out the McDull from Jiang Zhou's arms without saying a word, grabbed his own, pushed the car door and jumped out. Before he jumped out, his head hit the roof of the car with a loud noise, and the car seemed to be Shaking, Song Mian let out a cry.

Jiang Zhou: "..."

Quickly scanned the QR code to pay the bill and got off the car, and saw Song Mian crying and complaining that her head hurt, and wanted to rub it, but found that both hands were holding the pig and her hands were gone. Turning in circles in pain.

Jiang Zhou sighed for the umpteenth time tonight, stepped forward and touched his head gently, "Is it here?"

"It hurts, it hurts..." It must have really hurt, Song Mian's eyes were filled with tears, sobbing and choking, it didn't feel good to hold a pig.

The access control time of No. [-] Middle School is eleven o'clock in the evening. During the holiday, there are basically no people in the school. When entering the school gate, except for the street lights on both sides of the road that are still performing their duties, the rest is pitch black.

The road surface is a straight concrete road, very clean, with only occasional leaves blown off by the wind, and the street lights are bright.

Song Mian's head was in a daze, and she clamored to hold hands with Jiang Zhou, but she was dishonest after holding hands, her arms swayed back and forth like a swing.Jiang Zhou still insisted on taking the blue pig away.

When Jiang Zhou's face turned black into the bottom of the pot, he wanted to get angry and held back, but he was so helpless, he giggled as if he was amused, like a little mouse stealing food, he didn't know what he was laughing at, and he walked two steps Three steps crooked.

After walking for a while, bypassing the Gewu Building, there is a newly installed lamppost beside the bulletin board in front of the Gewulou. Unlike other warm yellow lights, this lamppost is incandescent. The pig also threw it to Jiang Zhou, and pointed at the lamppost, "Shenguang stick!"

The drunk fell into a middle school illness, and suddenly remembered his childhood dream, ran to the streetlight and yelled countless transformations!Transform!Transform!

Jiang Zhou's headache was so severe that he dragged this cosmic hero away after trying to say something.

When he arrived at Mingli Building, Song Mian started to get sick again, and mysteriously asked his pretty brother beside him, "Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Zhou was exhausted physically and mentally, so he didn't bother to talk to him.

Song Mian wrote and acted there, "I'm actually Snow White in the castle, I have seven dwarf uncles, I have a vicious stepmother, I...!"

Before he finished speaking, this guy broke away from the holding hands like a loach, and climbed up the small platform in front of the guardrail with his hands and feet, shouting: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo' stepmother" stepmother stepmother is going to poison me with delicious apples."

Jiang Zhou: "..." To be honest, let's just throw this thing away like this, it's too frustrating, so childish that it's almost mentally retarded.

Xueshen was speechless until he sighed, until he gave up on himself, because he really couldn't overcome the Buddha's mercy in his heart, so he could only show the greatest patience in his life, and said stiffly, "Come down."

"I don't!" Snow White shook his head in horror and hugged his arms tightly. He was really weak and helpless.

"Come down, I'll give you a toy." Jiang Zhou took a deep breath, shaking the two ends of his hand carelessly and smiling with his eyes closed, as if mocking his mentally retarded pig.

"I don't!" Snow White is no longer the cute Dou Dou, he is Jingui's little prince, "My stepmother will kill me, only knights will protect me."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jiang Zhou with big eyes: "Beautiful brother, are you my knight?"

"Yes." Mr. Knight smirked.

"Really?" Jingui's Snow White finally stood up.

"It's true." Mr. Knight gritted his teeth, "Come down, I'll take you home."

"Yeah!" Song Mian opened her arms, making a gesture to jump.

Jiang Zhou's forehead twitched wildly, and he tied the two pigs into a knot behind his back.Seeing that the person jumped, he quickly opened his arms to catch him.

The two hugged each other face to face, Song Mian smiled, put her arms around Jiang Zhou's neck, wrapped her legs around his waist, blushed, and muttered something, Jiang Zhou saw him before he could hear what he said Turning his head, he fell asleep.

ah!threw!threw!

Jiang Zhou was so angry that he almost lost his temper. He stood there for a few seconds thinking about his life, and he couldn't figure out what he was doing tonight.But the pig in his arms was sleeping like a dead pig, and he couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed.

Jiang · Cleanliness King · Knight · Zhou sighed the longest breath of the night, and in this indecent face-to-face posture, with the pig on his back, began to move to the dormitory with difficulty.

Fortunately, although Song Mian is an adult, he is thin. Although he is not light, he is not too heavy.

"Well, mom..."

The little prince pressed his face against the knight's neck, pouted his mouth, and tossed about in his sleep, talking nonsense, "I don't want to go home, I'm the only one at home, I don't want to go back..."

The scorching breath hit the body temperature on the relatively cold Jiang Zhou's neck.

Jiang Zhou felt a hot and humid stream dripping on the skin around his neck, which was hot and moist.He paused, and heard the little prince continue his drunken words: "Mom doesn't love me... I, I am obviously very obedient, you guys, take care of me..."

The warm light from the street lamps illuminated the slender figure of the young man until he went away, and the figure was indistinct and no longer clear.