Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

In Song Zhi's impression, it was indeed mentioned in the contract that special missions would drop on the night of the rest day, but he never expected that it would be such a thing.

"Then, what is that?" Song Zhi peeked at Yan Huai.

"I don't know the exact process, but it's definitely fun." Zhang Lun poured about one-third of the foreign wine into Song Zhi's goblet, and pushed his shoulder again, "How about it, do you want to play with us?"

According to the rules, the four groups of guests will be divided into two groups and play games in different rooms.

"Play the most exciting one if you want to play."

Zhang Lun and Xue Wen are year-end lovers, and the difference between the two is more than ten years.Zhang Lun is less than thirty, not much older than Song Zhi, and they still have a common language.

Even if the specific process of the game is not clear for the time being, just the words "adult time" are enough for Song Zhi to think wildly for a long time.

With brother Yan Huai here tonight, he must not be in the same group as Yu Chengyuan. As for Ding Yinan and Liao Zhen, they are serious and boring, so it must not be fun.

Song Zhi didn't worry any more, and gladly accepted Zhang Lun's invitation.

"Does Boss Yan agree?"

The other party mentioned that Song Zhi just remembered that he didn't ask Brother Yan Huai for his opinion.

"Are you sure?" Yan Huai frowned deeply, obviously not having this plan.

Just like a child in the rebellious period, the more adults say that this is not possible, the more they want to try desperately.

Song Zhi didn't dare to refute Yan Huai's opinion, and sat beside her with her head drooping.

"What's the matter?" Yan Huai lowered his head and hooked his chin, "Are you wronged?"

"No, no..." Song Zhi rubbed the edge of his itchy jaw.

"You can be with them if you like." Yan Huai changed his words to coax him, and poured Song Zhi's wine into his own glass, "But you are not allowed to drink this now."

"Oh." Song Zhi took the fruit juice Yan Huai handed over to herself, secretly delighted, she didn't like to drink that at first.

When the food was served, eight people sat in a circle, and Yan Huai put the peeled shrimp into Song Zhi's bowl.

Zhang Lun also learned from Yan Huai to peel shrimp for Xue Wen.

The latter gave him a blank look, "Hmph, after three years of marriage, you only have a little conscience today."

"Hey, we didn't know romance before, but now that we've learned it, I'll strip it for you in the future." Zhang Lun put his arms around Xue Wen's neck and kissed her cheek.

Xue Wen wiped her oily face with paper, "I think you should learn how to cook."

"Yan Huai is like a husband's ceiling."

"But he was beaten by Song Erdan."

"Fuck off, we're good assholes!"

"Boss Yan, can you make crabs?" Zhang Lun was in a mess, "My wife likes to eat drunk crabs, so you can guide me another day."

"Brother Ah Huai is very good at cooking crabs." Yu Chengyuan, who was silent for a long time, rushed, "It's my favorite dish."

"Do you think so, Xiaozhi?" Before the other party answered, Yu Chengyuan began to talk to himself, "Oh, you haven't eaten the crab made by Brother Ahuai, have you?"

"Come here! My cousin is farting with his mouth!"

"Drag out and slap your mouth! Clap clap!"

"Of course he hasn't eaten it." Yan Huai peeled the shrimp without haste, and this time he didn't put it on a plate, but handed it to Song Zhi himself, "My Xiaozhi is allergic to crabs."

Song Zhi was surprised that brother Yan Huai knew even such a trivial matter.

"I just want to emphasize that I didn't make the crab you ate back then, and you just happened to attend my party."

"It's no different from ordinary guests." Yan Huai said sarcastically, "I'm too lazy to remember the name."

"Grass, so cool!!"

"Ah, I love my husband."

When Yan Huai said these words, he didn't look at Yu Chengyuan at all. He shifted his gaze to Song Zhi, "Do you still eat shrimp? Husband will peel it again."

It turned out that listening to Yan Huai's brother slapping someone was more enjoyable than going to battle himself, Song Zhimei nodded happily.

"I'm not envious, I'm not envious at all, woo woo woo, I shed tears of envy.

"Children are really spoiled."

During the dinner, Song Zhi went to the sink to wash his hands. He turned off the tap and was about to leave when he saw Tang Shaocheng standing at the door reeking of alcohol, obviously waiting for someone.

The other party pointed to the microphone pinned to Song Zhi's collar.

Song Zhi ignored him and walked straight up to him, "Let's go."

Tang Shaocheng blocked the bathroom door.

Tang Shaocheng did not move away, and took the initiative to turn off his microphone, "Xiaozhi, I want to chat with you."

Song Zhi put her hand in her trouser pocket and took a step back, "If you have time to hook up with others, why don't you control your family."

Tang Shaocheng's face was flushed, he seemed to be drunk, and he was indifferent to Song Zhi's ridicule.

"Xiaozhi, two years ago, two years ago, were you..."

"Get out of the way." Song Zhi was cold and didn't even bother to listen to him.

In the next second, the bathroom door was pushed open from the outside, and Tang Shaocheng, who was blocking the door, almost tripped.

Song Zhi ignored it and saw Yan Huai at the door.

"What's wrong?" Yan Huai glanced at Tang Shaocheng, his eyes finally fell on Song Zhi, and he pulled him into his arms.

Song Zhi pressed her forehead against his shoulder, "I, I didn't care about him."

"Good boy, I'll praise you tonight." Yan Huai put his palm on the back of his neck, and slid his warm fingertips against his skin twice.

"W-how, praise?" Song Zhi felt embarrassed, her face was still stuffed in his arms.

"How do you want to praise?" Yan Huai didn't expect him to ask back, "If you want praise from a minor, or from an adult?"

The words poured into his ears were still somewhat drunk, but Song Zhi, who hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol, was dizzy.

For a moment, Song Zhi really wanted to ask, what is praise for minors, and what is praise for adults?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Yan Huai took his little arm and took it out, "I'm going back."

"Lifetime member of mutual teaser."

"I'm more curious about what happened to the toilet."

"Damn it, why isn't there a camera in the pit."

"Baby, really want to see Song Jiebala's green shit?"

"I'm eating matcha cake!!"

"Oh, green, hee hee."

The sound of running water from the sink could be heard, and Tang Shaocheng propped his hands on the cold countertop, and the water droplets fell drop by drop along the black cracked marble along the tail of his hair.

The drunken flushed cheeks could not hide the anger.

The bathroom door was pushed open and closed.

Another voice came from the inside of the door panel, "I advise you to be more honest."

Tang Shaocheng raised his head, stepped in front of Yu Chengyuan, grabbed his collar and roared, "It's all because of you, you lunatic!"

Yu Chengyuan frowned, and pulled away his crumpled collar, "If you want to be heard by people outside, just speak louder."

"Let's see if the price of the three-gold film winner is high, or it's worse for me as an ordinary third-tier actor." Yu Chengyuan has long since lost the harmless smile of the past, and his face is full of aggression.

Tang Shaocheng was startled awake by his words, his clenched fists stretched out with veins, "Crazy!"

He pushed the other party away without mercy, and was held down by Yu Chengyuan just as he was about to pull the door.

The latter turned into his usual gentle and well-behaved expression again. He turned on the microphones of the two of them, took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped each other's face, "Brother, why did you drink so much? It's all because I didn't keep an eye on you."

Today's eight guests, except for Song Zhigao, all drank a little bit of alcohol. Once people drink alcohol, they will become excited.

Zhang Lun brought over the two room cards, and put his arms on Song Zhi's shoulders, "Hurry up and make up your mind, my wife and I are going to fight."

Song Zhi pushed Zhang Lun away and took out the room card from his hand.

The first room: [Don't get drunk, don't return]

The second room: [Do. Love. Do things]

Just looking at the name, it was obvious that the one below was more exciting, but it was a pity that Song Zhi was timid when the critical moment came.

"Success, that's all." Zhang Lun took out the card from his hand, swayed his arms around Xue Wen, and waved to Song Zhi who was behind him, "Come on, call your husband, the four of us won't go home until we're drunk!"

Song Zhi ignored it, and was still waiting for Yan Huai who would cut the fruit for him.

After eating the watermelon, Yan Huai dragged him upstairs.

The game room tonight is on the fifth floor. Zhang Lun and Xue Wen didn't rush in and waited for them at the door for 10 minutes.

Zhang Lun swiped his room card. The room was not too big, and it was similar to a nightclub. It was playing loud music in a loop, and the colorful spotlights on the ceiling were particularly dazzling.

In the middle of the first black square table on the left hand side is a triangular stand with the words: First round.

Yan Huai led him to the right, and sat down facing the other two.

The table is full of open bottles of beer, and there is a stack of rectangular cards similar to poker in front of each person's table.

Song Zhi tried to push it, but the card was firmly fixed in the slot.

"Good evening, Mina-san~"

"Dididi, middle-aged and elderly adult card."

"Finally, I don't have to be swiped by elementary school chickens!"

It's ten o'clock in the evening, and all the video sites have turned on the youth mode.

The program is only broadcast on the Internet, and the website adopts a real-name authentication system, and minors are prohibited from watching content after nine o'clock.

The wall-mounted TV on the west side is playing the rules of the game.

The first round: [See who drinks fast]

There is a stack of cards in front of each guest table, and each card has a different question written on it.

The four guests took turns to open the card, and after one showed the card, the other three had to quickly finish the wine in the glass.

The guest who finishes the drink the slowest or does not drink must answer the questions on the card.At the same time, guests who voluntarily answer questions can be exempted from drinking.

In order to help guests have a preliminary expectation of the type of questions, before the game officially starts, each person can open a question card as a display.

Thirty seconds later, when Song Zhi saw the four bullshit questions on the table, she unconsciously grabbed the wine glass.He began to regret that even if he chose another room, it would not be worse than this one.

"Is it possible?" Seeing that Song Zhi's expression was not right, Yan Huai approached him, "If not..."

"Hey, everyone is here. If you can't do it, you have to do it." Zhang Lun's alcohol has not passed yet, and the surrounding atmosphere will only increase his excitement index.

Song Zhi secretly gritted her teeth and nodded, she couldn't make brother Yan Huai look down on me even if she went all out.

The first round of the game officially started, and Song Zhi, the youngest, turned the cards first.According to the regulations, the party who flipped the card has the right not to drink or answer questions.

Seeing that everyone was getting ready, Song Zhi took out the card and put it on the table.

His focus was on Yan Huai. After confirming the problem without haste, the latter picked up the wine glass and drank it.

Neither Zhang Lun nor Xue Wen was drinking. They looked at each other and held hands emotionally. "There is also a private theater in the bathroom."

Song Zhi's brain twitched, and her scalp also went numb.

Dare to say it.

The question for this round is: 【You and your lover, favorite place for adult sports. 】

Yan Huai put down his wine glass, put his palm on his back naturally, and hugged him in front of him, "The wine is very strong, I suggest you answer all the questions."

Song Zhi's heart was full of horses, wishing to drink all the wine, just looking for a chance not to answer.

The cards were opened in a clockwise direction, and it was Xue Wen's next turn.

Song Zhi held the small wine glass with both hands, staring straight at her fingertips.As soon as the card landed on the table, he didn't even look at it. He picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp without hesitation.

"Xiao Song is fine, he's a good drinker." Zhang Lun picked up his glass, "I wanted to answer this question, but I'll accompany you for your first drink!"

Song Zhicai didn't bother to care about that, so he timidly turned his attention to Yan Huai.The latter propped his chin with one hand, and his index finger slid around the edge of the glass, the wine in the glass was almost full.

Yan Huai flicked the wall of the cup with his fingertips, and the pale yellow liquid slid down the edge of the glass. The loud background sound didn't stop him from answering calmly, "Seven times a night, or... nine times is also fine."

Song Zhi's heart stopped suddenly, his eyes turned black, his life lost the meaning of existence, he wanted to disappear from this ghost place.

The question for this round is: [How many times per night do you and your partner engage in adult activities. 】

"Grass old man really seven times in one night?"

"I thought idiot Song was bragging."

"No wonder I'm skinny, I was squeezed dry by my husband."

"I'll go, Boss Yan is so fierce." Zhang Lun's voice became louder and more excited, "Xiao Song, are you really suffering?"

Song Zhi rested her forehead on her palm and ignored his words at all.

I can't stand it, it's none of your business!

What's more, Song Zhi couldn't remember exactly how many times he had that night.

Now he would rather run to the next door and scold Yu Chengyuan than go crazy with the other three here.

"Fortunately, I didn't answer this question, or I would show my timidity." Zhang Lun laughed.

Zhang Wen gave Zhang Lun a white look, "If you don't exercise well, you won't be able to satisfy me."

Song Zhi not only couldn't see, she couldn't even listen.What did these people grow up eating so that they can say such things without blushing?

No, Song Zhi suddenly sobered up. He was so shameless when brother Yan Huai was not around.

He couldn't help but sympathize with the netizens who heard him say these nonsense. Linda was right, he was indeed a psychopath.

"Come on, come on, keep going." It was Zhang Lun who turned over the card.

Song Zhi was still the same as before, only drinking while not looking at the problem.In any case, there was absolutely nothing here that he liked to answer.

This round, Yan Huai didn't drink again.

The corners of Yan Huai's mouth remained in a slightly raised arc, and the square card was pinched on the fingertips and turned around.

He shifted his gaze to Song Zhi's direction, his pupils were full of the other's shadow, "He will, and...it sounds good."

"Ahhhh I'm crazy!"

"Want to listen, please let the children listen!"

"Father, Fanfan, hungry!"

The human being's plan to escape from the earth is urgent, and Song Zhi can't wait any longer.

He picked up a whole bottle of beer and poured it into his mouth vigorously. As long as he was drunk, he would never hear such horrific remarks again.

The question for this round is: [When you and your lover engage in adult activities, does he pant? 】

The half bottle of beer was taken away by Yan Huai.

Even so, Song Zhi had already started to lose his mind. He held Yan Huai's arm close to his ear, and begged bitterly, "Can, can you, don't, don't answer."

"Are you shy? You're not very good at this." Yan Huai pulled him into his arms like a normal person, "Okay, listen to you."

"He knows nothing, husband, don't listen to him!"

"Sarpo is rolling around begging for an answer."

Then it was Yan Huai's turn to turn over the cards, and Song Zhi was finally able to calm down for a round.

The card was revealed, and Song Zhi's hand holding the wine glass was stopped by Yan Huai, "I can answer this."

Song Zhi's eyes stopped on the table.

The question for this round is: [Which part of his body do you like the most? 】

Song Zhi withdrew her eyes, her eyes swayed with the movement of the spotlights, worried that sensitive people would notice her thoughts, but she still told the truth.

"Throat, knot."

Song Zhi heard Yan Huai's gentle laughter in his ear, and the other party picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

Song Zhi glanced at it from the corner of her eye, and her Adam's apple slid up and down with the movement of swallowing, and the tiny round mole on the left also swayed along with it.

He not only likes Adam's apple, but also this mole.

In the next few rounds, Yan Huai did not continue to answer questions according to his request.

All four people's cards have been turned over, and the activity proceeds to the next round.

Song Zhi had a poor capacity for alcohol, and was the guest who drank the most in the first round. She was in a state of confusion 10 minutes ago.

Yan Huai put his arms around his waist and helped him to sit down on the table for the second round of the game.

Four people sat around the red round table, with a semi-circular soft leather sofa on each side, Song Zhi precariously stuck to Yan Huai's body.

The second round of the game is called [Answer the Truth]. Both partners ask questions, and the other party must not lie.

The guest who gets the right to ask questions needs to win the fighting game, while the losing opponent and his partner will both drink a bottle of beer.

The video game played this round is a popular arcade game in the 90s of the last century. Each guest can choose a character and need to operate the joystick to control the character's movements and skills, and fight in pairs.

"Is there anything you want to ask me?" Yan Huai pressed his lips against Song Zhi's profile, pulling him into his arms to prevent him from slipping.

Even though Song Zhi's head had stopped turning for a long time, she still thought it over carefully.As a person who can't speak clearly in front of brother Yan Huai, what problem can he have?

Song Zhi shook her head.

"Want to be asked by me?"

Song Zhi scanned Xue Wen and Zhang Lun, who were gossips, and the cameras in all directions, and shook her head desperately.

"Okay, let's drink then."

"Why, what do you think?"

"Zhang Lun is the best in Street Fighter!"

"Hey, don't talk about those angs. I have a lot of things I want to ask my wife. You are useless."

"Exactly, we want to lose." Yan Huai said indifferently.

"Forget it, the loser drinks."

"Haha I was careless."

"Then what's the point of playing?" Zhang Lun took the wine and handed it to the two of them respectively, "You two just admit defeat and just drink it."

Yan Huai paid attention to the reading on the bottle, and just turned his head, he found that the little fool had already drank half of the bottle.

Yan Huai snatched it over, "I'll help you drink."

With such a high alcohol content and his poor capacity for drinking, he must not be able to hold it.

"Hey, although I didn't say that I won't allow him to drink, but we can agree that, according to the requirements of the Tao, you will be fined three times for helping him."

"Society, I am Brother Lun."

"People talk harshly."

Yan Huai didn't tangle with Zhang Lun, he drank Song Zhi's remaining half bottle first, and then downed two bottles in a row.

"Husband can drink a lot!"

"This face is not red and the heart is not beating."

"Do you want to care about Song Jieba?"

In the camera, Song Zhi was sitting slumped beside the sofa seat, his cheeks were bleeding red, his expression was bewildered, apparently in a state of deep intoxication.

Yan Huai put down the wine bottle and went back to hug Song Zhi, pressing his head to his shoulder, "Next time, ask a question."

"Your husband is dying too."

"If you're a man, you can't say no!"

"Drinking like this and playing games can win?"

"I don't believe it unless you win it for me."

Yan Huai sat next to the game console, put Song Zhi on his lap, and played Street Fighter online with Zhang Lun.

"Husband really drank three bottles of wine?"

"I suspect it's water. Can you still play so smoothly after drinking so much?"

"Look at Song Jieban's virtue, like drinking water?"

"He seems to have drunk ten catties of Erguotou."

Yan Huai chose the role of Kyo Kusanagi, and after three roundabout kicks within one minute, he easily won the game.

"Zhang Lun: The loneliness of a generation of street fighter kings."

"Wow, my husband is so handsome!"

"Shihashiha, it's time to start!"

Yan Huai lowered his eyes, and ran his fingertips across the broken hair on Song Zhi's forehead, "Are you ready to answer the question?"

After hearing the other party's voice, the drowsy Song Zhi opened her eyes and smirked at him.

"The village head Song Erdan possesses a body."

"Hey, you silly boy."

"Song Zhi os: My husband is so handsome!"

Yan Huai rubbed his earlobe back and forth with his fingertips, "Do you prefer seven times a night, or do you prefer not getting out of bed for three days?"

"Hahahaha fuck!"

"I didn't expect that at all!!!"

"It turns out that my husband is also good at playing like this."

Lying on Yan Huai's lap, Song Zhi still kept smirking. He straightened his arms around Yan Huai's neck, hooked him down desperately, and breathed into his ear, "I like them all."

Yan Huai paused for breath, propped himself up on the sofa so that he would not stick to Song Zhi's body, and his fingertips slid along the edge of his lips, "It seems that I am really drunk."

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk!"

"A drunk person never says he is drunk."

"Drunk people don't stutter anymore."

"If you don't stutter, get up and curse."

Song Zhi suddenly became fussy, shaking her body and legs, hugging the other person's neck and rubbing back and forth, "I like them all, I like them all, as long as it's you, I like it!"

"My husband is the best in everything!"

"Shall I wipe it? This..."

"Is this grandson acting like a spoiled child?!"

"Still... pretty cute?"

"Okay." Yan Huai made his heart warm, "You like it, I know."

"Husband, go and fight him again. I want to ask questions, and I want to ask questions."

"Okay, I'll let you ask later."

"Let's make it clear first, whoever wins is the one to ask. Xiao Song wants to ask and fights himself." Zhang Lun interjected.

"Just fight!" Song Zhi jumped up from Yan Huai's lap like a chicken blood, "My husband, if I want to fight with him, I will bet all his living coins."

"I don't gamble, I can't afford to gamble."

Zhang Lun immediately refused. In fact, he only had three living coins left.

"I'll bet you our house!"

Zhang Lun and Xue Wen didn't choose a room last night because they didn't have enough money.

Fortunately, the program team is more humane this time, and helped the guests build simple tents outside.

"Are you sure?" Yan Huai supported the crumbling Song Zhi.

"Sure, I'm going to play with him!" Song Zhi, who was unconscious, said high-sounding words.

"make a deal."

"Song stutters and goes crazy, but Boss Yan is still going crazy with him?"

"What if it's a potential stock after drinking?"

3 minute later.

Song Zhi sniffed, then lay down obediently in Yan Huai's arms, her voice was sticky and soft, "Honey, what should I do if I lose?"

"It's okay, my husband has money, I'll earn it for you."

"But if you lose, I can't even ask you questions." Song Zhi put both hands in her arms, and arched her body pitifully towards Yan Huai.

The latter held his cheek with his palm, "Fool, you can ask anytime you want."

"What if you lied to me?" Song Zhiping lay back on his lap, blinking.

"I will never lie to you." Yan Huai looked at him, "So, what exactly do you want to ask?"

The explosive background sound became soothing, and the dark lighting made the surrounding air ambiguous and tense.

But Yan Huai was the only person Song Zhi could hold in his eyes.Alcohol blurred his vision, so he dragged the person down until he could see Yan Huai's face clearly, and asked, "Who bit you on your shoulder?"

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Sorry to keep everyone waiting for a long time, there is one more chapter, eh~