Ran Jiayang cried miserably, accusing Ye Yan with snot and tears, but he happened to be squatting next to the microphone, and all the words were heard clearly in everyone's ears.
It's like being able to escape from this planet with a train after sobering up.
"How can you kill me? You have changed. You are not like this before..."
The crowd burst into laughter, and someone even asked: "Who is Ye Yan? Take him back and coax him well, and let him feel wronged."
The bartender laughed so hard that his shoulders were shaking, and he patted Ye Yan on the shoulder: "Hurry up and get rid of him, hahahaha, or you want to die with him? Don't worry, I'll ask for leave from the manager."
Ye Yan walked onto the dance floor reluctantly, and was about to drag this embarrassing thing away quickly, but when the other party saw him, his eyes lit up, tears and snot were wiped away, and he became happy.
"Husband! Are you here to pick me up?"
Ran Jiayang jumped up suddenly, and opened his arms enthusiastically towards Ye Yan, but because of squatting for too long, his feet softened, and even the wine bottle and others crashed into Ye Yan's arms.
His arms hugged Ye Yan's neck, and when he let go, the wine bottle fell to the ground, shattering the glass.
Ye Yan's forehead twitched, and just when he was about to tear Ran Jiayang away, the other party held his face with a smile and gave him two kisses.
"..."
In the next second, Ye Yan heard himself gnashing his teeth.
ill?He thought blankly, which mental hospital did this person escape from?
Send it back, right now. :-)
"Husband, why are you ignoring me..." Ran Jiayang hugged Ye Yan's waist instead, and reported, "I only drank twelve bottles of Budweiser today...and it's the one with the lowest concentration, hehe... "
Ye Yan took a deep breath and thought—well, I sold Budweiser to you.
So what is wrong with this man calling everyone his husband when he is drunk?
"But I really want to go to the bathroom, my stomach is so bloated." Ran Jiayang had a bitter face, and took it for granted, "Husband, why don't you take me to the bathroom, I feel uncomfortable..."
Ye Yan stood still, this man is a troublemaker, whoever gets involved will be unlucky, it's better to get rid of it quickly.
He asked: "What's your husband's cell phone number, I'll give him a call."
Ran Jiayang blinked in confusion: "Is my husband you?"
"phone number."
"You're stern again!" Ran Jiayang complained with staring eyes, "Wow, you are so annoying now, are you planning to kill me again?"
Ye Yan ran out of patience, and his voice became gritted: "Mobile, phone, number."
Ran Jiayang was honest, squinted his eyes, and said without the slightest pause: "1855562xxxx."
How is it possible...Ye Yan's expression changed, and the way he looked at Ran Jiayang became complicated.
He clearly doesn't know this person, but this person can accurately tell his mobile phone number when he is drunk.
And he knew his name, and he opened and closed his mouth to call him husband.
"Husband, I want to go to the toilet..." Ran Jiayang was about to cry. He drank twelve bottles of Budweiser, and his bladder was about to explode. "I'm just drinking some wine, no matter how angry you are, you can't torture me like this?"
Ye Yan took Ran Jiayang to the bathroom with a stiff expression. The man stood crookedly, lowered his head and fiddled for a long time, then raised his head pitifully: "Honey, I can't untie my pants."
"..."
Should undressing a stranger's pants count as hooliganism?
But if forced, the hooligan...is this drunkard?
Ye Yan seemed to have realized it.
"What are you hesitating about?" Ran Jiayang started to get angry, and muttered, "Men are fickle. Usually you are active. You wish I could not get out of bed. Why are you pretending to be reserved now?"
Speaking of this, he said suspiciously: "You don't despise me, do you?"
"It's nothing." Ye Xiansheng was afraid that the alcoholic would start a scene again, so he helped him unzip the zipper, avoiding places he shouldn't look in a gentlemanly manner.
After the water was released, Ran Jiayang tidied up his clothes again with Ye Yan's help, and then leaned against his arms skillfully and acted like a baby: "Let's go home, husband~~"
Who is your husband.
Forget it, what do you care about with a drunkard?
It is absolutely impossible for Ye Yan to bring a stranger home, so he can only open a room in a hotel and settle him down.
The two hugged each other, oh no, it was Ran Jiayang who unilaterally relied on Ye Yan, and just stumbled into the cheapest hotel nearby.
Ye Yan hung a drunken Ran Jiayang around his neck, sweating all over, seeing the front desk of the hotel as if he saw a life-saving straw, and his voice was a bit vicissitudes: "Hello, open the room."
"Okay, the couple's suite is 298 per night, do you swipe the card or scan the code?"
Ye Yan stood there without moving: "I am not a couple with him! A standard room is fine."
Ran Jiayang yawned full of alcohol, nodded vigorously and agreed: "Yes, we are not a couple, because he is my husband~"
"Hey……"
Seeing Ye Yan's dark face, Ran Jiayang realized that he was angry, blinked, and said coquettishly, "Husband, why don't you hug me?"
"Why don't you kiss me duck?"
"You are so indifferent. If you don't hug me or kiss me, you're still fierce."
Ye Yan took a deep breath, and was about to leave Ran Jiayang behind, but unexpectedly the other party laughed like a big fool, rushed over and "baba" twice, and then said with satisfaction: "If you don't kiss me, then I will kiss you, hehe ..."
This time, Ran Jiayang kissed Ye Yan's lips.
It was a sweet, soft, beer-smelling kiss.
Ye Yan froze in place, and suddenly blushed, the crimson color spreading to her fair neck.
"Husband, I want to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you bought." Ran Jiayang rubbed in his arms, then suddenly raised his head and demanded confidently.
The front desk silently handed Ye Yan the room card, pretending that he did not exist.
Ye Yan asked softly: "Why do you want me to buy you sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
"Because you made me angry, you have to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake to coax me," Ran Jiayang continued to be confident, "Hurry up, or you won't have a wife when I change my mind."
I don't know why these words caught his laugh, and he became overjoyed: "I've decided that I'll find someone else, Ye Yan will only be a bachelor in this life, and it's the right choice for me not to marry him hehehe. "
Ye Yan: "...you should sleep on the floor by yourself."
It's like being able to escape from this planet with a train after sobering up.
"How can you kill me? You have changed. You are not like this before..."
The crowd burst into laughter, and someone even asked: "Who is Ye Yan? Take him back and coax him well, and let him feel wronged."
The bartender laughed so hard that his shoulders were shaking, and he patted Ye Yan on the shoulder: "Hurry up and get rid of him, hahahaha, or you want to die with him? Don't worry, I'll ask for leave from the manager."
Ye Yan walked onto the dance floor reluctantly, and was about to drag this embarrassing thing away quickly, but when the other party saw him, his eyes lit up, tears and snot were wiped away, and he became happy.
"Husband! Are you here to pick me up?"
Ran Jiayang jumped up suddenly, and opened his arms enthusiastically towards Ye Yan, but because of squatting for too long, his feet softened, and even the wine bottle and others crashed into Ye Yan's arms.
His arms hugged Ye Yan's neck, and when he let go, the wine bottle fell to the ground, shattering the glass.
Ye Yan's forehead twitched, and just when he was about to tear Ran Jiayang away, the other party held his face with a smile and gave him two kisses.
"..."
In the next second, Ye Yan heard himself gnashing his teeth.
ill?He thought blankly, which mental hospital did this person escape from?
Send it back, right now. :-)
"Husband, why are you ignoring me..." Ran Jiayang hugged Ye Yan's waist instead, and reported, "I only drank twelve bottles of Budweiser today...and it's the one with the lowest concentration, hehe... "
Ye Yan took a deep breath and thought—well, I sold Budweiser to you.
So what is wrong with this man calling everyone his husband when he is drunk?
"But I really want to go to the bathroom, my stomach is so bloated." Ran Jiayang had a bitter face, and took it for granted, "Husband, why don't you take me to the bathroom, I feel uncomfortable..."
Ye Yan stood still, this man is a troublemaker, whoever gets involved will be unlucky, it's better to get rid of it quickly.
He asked: "What's your husband's cell phone number, I'll give him a call."
Ran Jiayang blinked in confusion: "Is my husband you?"
"phone number."
"You're stern again!" Ran Jiayang complained with staring eyes, "Wow, you are so annoying now, are you planning to kill me again?"
Ye Yan ran out of patience, and his voice became gritted: "Mobile, phone, number."
Ran Jiayang was honest, squinted his eyes, and said without the slightest pause: "1855562xxxx."
How is it possible...Ye Yan's expression changed, and the way he looked at Ran Jiayang became complicated.
He clearly doesn't know this person, but this person can accurately tell his mobile phone number when he is drunk.
And he knew his name, and he opened and closed his mouth to call him husband.
"Husband, I want to go to the toilet..." Ran Jiayang was about to cry. He drank twelve bottles of Budweiser, and his bladder was about to explode. "I'm just drinking some wine, no matter how angry you are, you can't torture me like this?"
Ye Yan took Ran Jiayang to the bathroom with a stiff expression. The man stood crookedly, lowered his head and fiddled for a long time, then raised his head pitifully: "Honey, I can't untie my pants."
"..."
Should undressing a stranger's pants count as hooliganism?
But if forced, the hooligan...is this drunkard?
Ye Yan seemed to have realized it.
"What are you hesitating about?" Ran Jiayang started to get angry, and muttered, "Men are fickle. Usually you are active. You wish I could not get out of bed. Why are you pretending to be reserved now?"
Speaking of this, he said suspiciously: "You don't despise me, do you?"
"It's nothing." Ye Xiansheng was afraid that the alcoholic would start a scene again, so he helped him unzip the zipper, avoiding places he shouldn't look in a gentlemanly manner.
After the water was released, Ran Jiayang tidied up his clothes again with Ye Yan's help, and then leaned against his arms skillfully and acted like a baby: "Let's go home, husband~~"
Who is your husband.
Forget it, what do you care about with a drunkard?
It is absolutely impossible for Ye Yan to bring a stranger home, so he can only open a room in a hotel and settle him down.
The two hugged each other, oh no, it was Ran Jiayang who unilaterally relied on Ye Yan, and just stumbled into the cheapest hotel nearby.
Ye Yan hung a drunken Ran Jiayang around his neck, sweating all over, seeing the front desk of the hotel as if he saw a life-saving straw, and his voice was a bit vicissitudes: "Hello, open the room."
"Okay, the couple's suite is 298 per night, do you swipe the card or scan the code?"
Ye Yan stood there without moving: "I am not a couple with him! A standard room is fine."
Ran Jiayang yawned full of alcohol, nodded vigorously and agreed: "Yes, we are not a couple, because he is my husband~"
"Hey……"
Seeing Ye Yan's dark face, Ran Jiayang realized that he was angry, blinked, and said coquettishly, "Husband, why don't you hug me?"
"Why don't you kiss me duck?"
"You are so indifferent. If you don't hug me or kiss me, you're still fierce."
Ye Yan took a deep breath, and was about to leave Ran Jiayang behind, but unexpectedly the other party laughed like a big fool, rushed over and "baba" twice, and then said with satisfaction: "If you don't kiss me, then I will kiss you, hehe ..."
This time, Ran Jiayang kissed Ye Yan's lips.
It was a sweet, soft, beer-smelling kiss.
Ye Yan froze in place, and suddenly blushed, the crimson color spreading to her fair neck.
"Husband, I want to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you bought." Ran Jiayang rubbed in his arms, then suddenly raised his head and demanded confidently.
The front desk silently handed Ye Yan the room card, pretending that he did not exist.
Ye Yan asked softly: "Why do you want me to buy you sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"
"Because you made me angry, you have to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake to coax me," Ran Jiayang continued to be confident, "Hurry up, or you won't have a wife when I change my mind."
I don't know why these words caught his laugh, and he became overjoyed: "I've decided that I'll find someone else, Ye Yan will only be a bachelor in this life, and it's the right choice for me not to marry him hehehe. "
Ye Yan: "...you should sleep on the floor by yourself."
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