Master is not to be provoked

Although a bottle of beer is not much, but Ke Muai is now in the body of a child, drank it up in one gulp, barely finished singing a song, and then began to shake, Jing Yunsong and Guo Zhendong helped him to sit on the sofa, Guo Zhendong went to get him a hot towel, and Ke Muai's father passed the microphone to Jing Yunsong: "Songsong, it's your turn, you want to sing too, I want to listen."

Jing Yunsong took a can of Lulu and handed it to him: "Sit down, don't pour it out."

Zhao Muguo came over and sat next to Ke Muai, letting him lean on him: "I'll support him, you go and sing."

Jing Yunsong also chose a song, which was the very popular "Walking in a Chic" two years ago: "The world is leisurely passing by, and the tide rises and falls in a hurry. Few people can see through life and death..." He is in the middle of During the voice change period, his voice was a bit hoarse, and the sound quality was not very pleasant, but he sang very imposingly, with that kind of chic temperament, with his left hand in front of him, and his right hand holding the microphone, with his head held high, swinging to the rhythm of the TV, watching from time to time Ke Muai took a look, "The world of mortals is rolling, infatuation and love are deep, there is a time when we get together..."

Ke Muai's brain was dizzy when he got alcohol, and his vision blurred intermittently as he looked at the handsome boy in jeans with slender legs.

"Keep half awake and half drunk, at least you are following me in my dreams..."

It is indeed like a dream, Ke Muai thought silently, at least with you following in the dream, is it also a dream for me to live this life again?

"I'll bet on tomorrow with my youth! You trade your true feelings for this life!" Jing Yunsong turned around and watched him devote himself to singing, "The years don't know the world, how much sadness there is, why don't you go for a while!" The voice was far and near, suddenly Big and small, the whole world became distorted, only Jing Yunsong stood in the void and said to him, "I bet tomorrow with my youth, and you trade your true feelings for this life... why don't you take a chic walk!"

When he regained consciousness, Jing Yunsong was sitting next to him, wiping his face with a hot towel, and Guo Zhendong came out with morphine: "Do you want to give him some?"

Zhao Muguo said beside him: "Mumu is awake, Mumu, do you want to take some medicine?"

Ke Muai felt much refreshed: "How long have I been asleep?"

"It didn't take long, just for a while, after a few songs, Dongdong found domelin for you, and said that it can relieve hangovers. We discussed that if you get too drunk, you will be sent to the hospital for a drip. "

"I'm fine, but my body is a little soft, just lie here for a while and I'll be fine."

Guo Zhendong came over with the washed fruit in a basket, and Jing Yunsong said, "I'll do it." He took a pear and peeled it with a knife. Jing Yunsong had slender fingers and fair skin. It looks good, the skin is peeled to the head in one go, there is no break in the middle, and the thickness and width are almost the same, leaving the pure white flesh for Ke Muai.

"Cut it into pieces for me, and I'll eat it with a toothpick." Jing Yunsong cut him into pieces according to his words, and Ke Muai tied one up and put it in his mouth. After chewing, he suddenly smiled, "Do you still remember, The winter before last year, I was sick, the apples my uncle bought asked you to gnaw the skins, and after you gnawed and gnawed, there was only one core left."

Jing Yunsong also laughed: "That's why I specially practiced this hand-knife skill later." Jing Yunsong played with the fruit knife in his hand, and it turned around and turned like a windmill, "Li Xunhuan's flying knife is practiced by carving wood , My throwing knife is made by peeling fruit."

Zhao Muguo looked interesting at the side, and took a pear and tried to peel it, but the result was either thick or broken, not to mention wasting a lot of pulp, and it was pitted and ugly. He only peeled half of it, and there were several pears. He almost cut off his finger this time, pouted his lips in anger, and finally brought the pear and the knife to Jing Yunsong: "Songsong, beat me up."

Jing Yunsong was in his class with him, and he knew him very well. He knew his temperament, so he teased him with a smile: "Call for brother to listen."

Zhao Muguo is the same age as him, but the birthday is too young, it is a birthday in winter, counting according to the etiquette of relatives, Jing Yunsong should indeed be called brother, but he has never called him, so there is no pressure: "Songsong Brother, help me peel off the pear skin."

Jing Yunsong took the pear, and used his own knife to quickly remove half of the skin from the bottom. It was still done in one go. The surface of the peeled pear was smooth and round, which was in stark contrast to the potholes on the top. Zhao Muguo saw So envious, he took the pear with both hands, looked at it for a long time, and then began to bite into small bites.

Ke Xunting was not far away, and his eyes were always on this side. Seeing the three of them like this, he felt more and more uncomfortable.

Ke Muai turned her head and watched TV. It was Ke Lingxiao who was singing: "Wandering people miss you outside, dear mother, wandering footsteps travel all over the world, there is no home, winter wind, snowflakes are sandwiched, My tears blow down..."

He sang "The Wandering Song", which is also very popular now, it can be heard in the streets and alleys, and it is a must-play song for karaoke in suburban county dance halls.He sang very deeply, and looked at Ke Xunting while singing, "Go, go, go, how many years have passed, the grass in spring is sprouting, and it is another spring and summer..."

What he wanted most was to attract the attention of his eldest cousin Ke Xunting, hoping to get him to say hello, even just to smile at himself and encourage himself, but there was nothing.

He followed his gaze and saw Ke Muai lying on the sofa, pillowed on Jing Yunsong's thigh, being fed watermelon by Jing Yunsong, with his legs resting on Zhao Muguo's, and Zhao Muguo pinched his legs, feeling very dazzling .

Suddenly Wang Senlin came over, grabbed Ke Muai's ankle, and scratched the soles of his feet. As Ke Muai struggled, Jing Yunsong came over to feed him with a watermelon inserted in a toothpick, almost piercing his eye.

"What are you doing!" Jing Yunsong said in a deep voice.

"What's the matter?" Wang Senlin was not to be outdone, "Why am I messing around with my little brother? No way?"

Ke Muai advised a few words: "It's okay, it's because we were careless, don't feed watermelons like this again, it's really not safe, you can feed grapes next time. Forest brother, what, do you sing? Sing one too. "

Jing Yunsong ignored Wang Senlin, let Ke Muai continue to pillow on his lap, and fed him grapes.

Wang Senlin curled his lips, and then smiled again: "Okay, I'll sing you a song about the grasshopper!" He went to the CD-ROM and found a disc. Ke Lingxiao still had two lines to sing, so he asked him I changed the disc, tuned to the song I wanted, and started shouting at the top of my voice: "What is the scourge of the crops? Grasshopper! Why don't you catch it? Because it has four legs, and it jumps up and down. Ah! Children are disobedient, I'm used to it!" Up to this point, he looked at Jing Yunsong provocatively, "When he grows up, he will break the law, what a disaster! He stole a brick today, dare to do it! When parents Praise him vigorously, the more he works, the bolder he is!"

Jing Yunsong didn't even look at him at all, he lowered his head and rubbed Ke Muai's temples: "Don't drink in such a hurry next time, I think you're not in a good mood, if you don't like this place, let's go back .”

Ke Muai shook her head: "No, I'm not in a bad mood. Alas, I just got excited and did it all at once. So what, today is Brother Dong's game. We can't disturb it. If we want to leave, we have to wait for his classmates to leave. These family members will leave." He kicked Zhao Muguo with his foot, "Guoguo, go and sing a little song for everyone to cheer up."

Jing Yunsong nodded: "Yes, Guoguo is going to sing a nursery rhyme, gourd baby or Sukebeta is fine, Mumu, you know, a while ago in music class, the teacher asked everyone to sing a song, Guoguo I sang a gourd baby, Ding Ding Ding Dang Dang, gourd baby, with a baby voice, even the teacher said that this child is so cute."

Zhao Muguo blushed a little: "Why can I only sing nursery rhymes? I can sing many grown-up songs." He searched for a long time in the CD-ROM before he picked out one and put it in the machine. Wife" theme song: "She always leaves only her phone number, and never asks me to take her home. I heard that you once fell in love with her, and you were also unable to extricate yourself..." Although he and Jing Yunsong is also 14 years old, but he is still like a child. His voice is still immature, he sings seriously, and his hands and feet also imitate Sun Xing's posture in TV dramas. He is obviously very happy, It is very funny to be interpreted by him one by one.

Many people at the classmate's table smiled and asked Guo Zhendong: "Dongzi, where did you come from Taocheng? It's so funny!"

"He's my aunt's little cousin."

"Oh, are you ten years old?"

"It's already fourteen, and the youngest one who drank just now is already twelve."

"Find one, a way to admit to being broken in love. Let the mood take a good vacation. When you and I accidentally think of her again, just draw a cross in my memory! Thank you! Thank you everyone!" Zhao Muguo solemnly told everyone Bow, "I'm done singing, who will sing next?"

"I sing, I sing!" Ke Qingwen came over to grab the microphone. She fell in love with a junior high school classmate of Ke Xunting, named Xiao Zhongliang, who was somewhat related to Ke Muai's two aunts. He was tall and strong, with a gold chain around his neck. Speaking of which, she was full of masculinity. Ke Qingwen was so excited, she found an excuse to drink two glasses of wine with Xiao Zhongliang, but the other party didn't show anything special. Thinking, I am the only girl here, someone should come to invite me to sing, I refuse to refuse, and then forcefully sing one, so that my sweetheart will look at me differently, but after waiting for so long, the banquet is about to end, still no one comes to invite me To play, you have to take the initiative to stand up.

She held the microphone in both hands and stood in front of the TV: "As for me, I dedicate this song to someone, not Dongdong or my younger brother. I won't tell who it is, you can guess for yourself." She didn't say anything , but his eyes kept looking at Xiao Zhongliang, seeing that the other party was talking to the person next to him, and he didn't notice himself at all, so he cleared his throat vigorously, "What I want to sing is...you will sing it when it is broadcast. Got it." She asked Ke Lingxiao to dig out a CD for her and put it in the machine. It was "Back to My Mother's Home": "Where the wind blows the willows! La la la, whose daughter-in-law is so busy, she is going back to her mother's house..."