poor guy

"Who told you to drink it?" Wen Yeyan's face suddenly darkened.Shen Bufan originally wanted to joke a few words, but Wen Yeyan's expression froze with a smile on his face.

Shen Lian was used to getting along with him, seeing his unruly appearance a lot, she wasn't very afraid, and explained seriously: "I said it at the beginning."

He was sitting here just to drink for Wen Yeyan, and he didn't feel wrong in his heart, after all, he was helping Wen Yeyan.

"Brother Ye Yan..." Shen Yanyan had never seen Wen Yeyan get angry before, and felt guilty, but right now only she, as a girlfriend, can calm down.

But Wen Yeyan only stared at Shen Lian, his eyes were stern, as if examining a child who made a mistake.

Is it not a mistake?Dare to drink at a young age without any fear?

If Shen Lian had the ability to read minds, he would definitely throw out his ID card to refute him.But he didn't, so he looked puzzled, "Why?"

"You know how to drink?" Wen Yeyan asked coldly, his tone was dangerous.

The honest Shen Lian nodded, "Yes."

"Very good." Wen Yeyan said, no one could see that he was in a bad mood throughout the game, but now everyone knew that he was angry.

Shen Bufan gave Shen Lian a hard look, Shen Lian was sitting on pins and needles, he didn't understand where he made a mistake, so he reached out and pulled Wen Yeyan's clothes, but the other party ignored him.

"Continue." Wen Yeyan seemed to put away his emotions, and a familiar smile hung on the corner of his mouth again.

In the following games, Wen Yeyan lost more than he won, and he played without any pressure, after all, all the wine went into Shen Lian's stomach.

Seeing that he was in a relaxed state, Shen Bufan joked: "Fortunately, I didn't gamble today, otherwise I would lose all my money tonight."

Wen Yeyan took out his mobile phone and looked at it. The large -time screenshot made him irritable. Yao Chukai's text news also had a voice effect: ah ah ah ah Ye Yan'er!All paid in!What's wrong with this?

He lost this game again, all kinds of bad moods formed twisted evil in his heart, he took the initiative to pour a full glass of wine, and said to Shen Lian: "Excuse me."

Shen Lian took it and put the mouth of the cup to his mouth.

Orange beer spilled out.

It was Shen Lian whose hands were shaking.

He couldn't remember how many cups he drank, he just felt so sick, dizzy and stomach ache.

"I want to go to the bathroom." Shen Lian said, "I'll drink later."

Then he stood up and fell down.

"!" There was a nervous gasp, and Wen Yeyan caught him.

Shen Lian wasn't dizzy, but he couldn't walk, his head was completely muddy due to the movement, and he couldn't speak clearly.

The people next to him thought it was funny, "Is he drunk?"

"Look at how he is drunk."

Wen Yeyan suddenly realized what she had done, she was shocked and ashamed, "I'm sorry, I..."

Shen Lian was muttering, Wen Yeyan leaned closer to listen: "Withdraw...the place..."

Wen Yeyan helped him to the bathroom and let him relieve himself.

After finishing, Shen Lian fell on the sink as if about to vomit.

Wen Yeyan said: "Let's vomit in the cubicle."

Shen Lian shook her head, bit her lip and washed her face, then slowly sat on the ground while supporting the sink.

He looked very distressed.

Wen Yeyan blamed himself terribly, and today he actually vented his annoyance about his failed prediction on Shen Lian. "Can you still go?" Wen Yeyan squatted in front of Shen Lian, "I'll take you back."

Shen Lian reacted to his words for a long time, and said something with a big tongue, but Wen Yeyan didn't understand.

He helped Shen Lian up, moving carefully, for fear of making him feel uncomfortable.

After leaving the bathroom, Shen Yanyan was waiting outside.

"Is he okay?" Shen Yanyan stepped forward and asked, smelling the alcohol smell from Shen Lian's body, she frowned, "I'm so worried that he'd vomit and stain your clothes."

Wen Yeyan looked up at her and said, "I'll send...I'll take him home."

"Leaving? I'm with you." Shen Yanyan said.

"No need." Wen Yeyan put her arms around Shen Lian's waist, went out to pass by Shen Yanyan.

Shen Yanyan didn't understand, since she was sending Shen Lian home, she could also be sent by the way... Why did she become the one who went by the way?

She started to follow, but Wen Yeyan said: "Don't follow, I'm in a bad mood now, and I don't have any thoughts."

Shen Yanyan's feet seemed to be rooted, and her face was hot and cold.

Wen Yeyan didn't go back to say goodbye, and left directly. He stopped the car and drove Shen Lian and him home.

Shen Lian was terribly sleepy, and he could not sleep soundly while leaning on Wen Yeyan's shoulder, his breath was full of alcohol.

This should not be the smell of Shen Lian.

"Little Shen Lian'er." Wen Yeyan held Shen Lian's cold hand, looked down at him tenderly, "Is it hard?"

Shen Lian muttered vaguely, rubbing his head on Wen Yeyan's shoulder, looking uncomfortable.

Wen Yeyan lowered her shoulders, letting Shen Lian lean on her.

The car drove through a section of uneven road, Shen Lian frowned and grabbed Wen Yeyan's hand tightly, with cold sweat in his palm.

"Master, please drive slowly." Wen Yeyan said, he looked down at Shen Lian, as if he was too fragile to withstand a gentle squeeze.

Fuck it, Wen Yeyan, you're such an asshole.

He sighed, and pressed his cheek against Shen Lian's wet hair, "My heart hurts to death..."

When I got home, it was still five minutes before ten o'clock. Fortunately, the access control time set by the old lady did not pass.

Wen Yeyan took Shen Lian home carefully, the house was pitch dark, and the old lady was asleep.He put the man on the sofa and planned to pour him a cup of yogurt.

As soon as he turned around, he heard a "boom", and Shen Lian rolled down from the sofa.

"Oh ancestor!" Wen Yeyan hurriedly turned back and helped him up.

Shen Lian's complexion was extremely ugly, and the voice he squeezed out said: "I want to...vomit..."

"Wait a minute!"

It was too late to go to the toilet, Wen Yeyan took the trash can, Shen Lian grabbed both sides of the bucket, buried it in it, and vomited faintly.

"Snapped!"

The headlights in the living room were turned on, and the old lady Ji came out in her pajamas with a gloomy expression, "Wen Yeyan, why don't you just spend the night outside?"

Wen Yeyan was in a bad mood, it was too late to hide Shen Lian now, the smell of vomit in the trash can spread all over the living room, he could predict that the old lady would be furious five seconds later.

"Wen Yeyan!" Mrs. Ji yelled angrily, "How did you promise me?!"

When she came over, she had an extra feather duster in her hand.

"It's late at night, let's not be angry, ah." Wen Yeyan said softly, "I will definitely pack it up, don't worry."

When Mrs. Ji walked up to him, she still saw the figure of Shen Lian who was trying to hide behind him, the poor child, sitting on the ground limp into a ball, seemed unconscious.

"You..." Mrs. Ji's cloudy eyes widened, she pointed at Wen Yeyan with a feather duster, and was so startled that she couldn't speak for a while.

Wen Yeyan was afraid that the old lady would just pass by, so she hurriedly asked her to sit on the sofa, expressing good intentions, but was severely slapped on the arm.

"Are you taking Xiao Shen to drink?"

Wen Ye hissed, clutching his arms, "It's... hard to explain, but I will take responsibility anyway."

"Responsible for your size." Mrs. Ji gave him another slap, "You don't learn well, and you still lead Xiao Shen badly, and you still dare to hide? Come here!"

"Oh, grandma, I have to clean up and take care of people later." Wen Yeyan said, "Who will do it if you discount me?"

"You deserve it." The old lady Ji said meanly, and looked at Shen Lian again with a complicated expression, "Good boy, what's wrong with you... You brought him here, and his family didn't tell me?"

The corner of Wen Ye's cigarette mouth was lifted, and there was no warmth. He was worried about letting Shen Lian go home, and no one would pay attention to him, so he brought him back.

"I said I will be responsible." Wen Yeyan picked Shen Lian up from the ground, "Go back to sleep, the smell is not good, I will clean it up."

Old lady Ji looked at him suspiciously.

Wenye Tobacco tied the garbage bag and put it outside the door, then led Shen Lian into the bathroom.

Shen Lian didn't lose consciousness, but he was tired and heavy, and his mind was not spinning fast. Wen Yeyan played with him, making him feel annoyed.

"Go away." After vomited, his articulate words became clearer, "Sleep."

"I'll help you flush." ​​Wen Yeyan was very patient, "Wash your mouth."

Shen Lian fed saliva, he rinsed it once, opened his mouth to signal for more, Wen Yeyan gave him another mouthful, and he swallowed it.

Wen Yeyan: "..."

Shen Lian pursed her lips, staring blankly at Wen Yeyan with her unfocused eyes.

"Hey, let's drink sweet milk after washing." Wen Yeyan coaxed.

The drunk Shen Lian was just as easy to coax, but after being washed by hot water, he was even more dazed, unable to stand without relying on Wen Yeyan.Wen Yeyan supported the slippery child in her arms with one hand, turned off the shower with the other, and her clothes were soaked.

"Baby, we still have to put on clothes." Wen Yeyan said, he called Shen Lian "Baby" very naturally.

Shen Lian said "Oh", sat on the toilet and waited for Wen Yeyan to bring the clothes, and then stretched out his arms cooperatively, letting him put them on.

Shen Lian's complexion is very fair, but it's not the kind of healthy fairness, there is blue in the whiteness, and the skeleton on his body is still very small, so thin, it makes people feel pitiful.

Such a body, unexpectedly drank so much wine.

Wen Yeyan couldn't help but ask herself, why are you willing?

There were still two sets of clothes bought for Shen Lian last time, and when she put them on again, Wen Yeyan found that the clothes seemed a little too small.

He pinched Shen Lian's face and said softly, "I've grown taller."

The eyes of Shen Lian, who was half asleep and half awake, suddenly lit up, and he looked at Wen Yeyan radiantly.

Wen Yeyan: "..."

Shen Lian was so hungry that Wen Yeyan took him to eat. The light was on in the kitchen, and Mrs. Ji cooked dumplings and brought them out, her expression was still ugly and she was still blaming Wen Yeyan.

"Xiao Shen." Mrs. Ji said.

Shen Lian was half sober, and greeted earnestly: "Grandma... old, good..."

still have a big tongue

"Have some supper." Mrs. Ji put the dumplings on the table, and spoke nonchalantly to Wen Yeyan, "It's not for you."

"No, no." Wen Yeyan pouted, and pressed Shen Lian on the chair, "I'll take a shower first."

Shen Lian turned to look at him, "Sweet milk?"

"Got it." Wen Yeyan smiled and pinched his nose.

When he came out of the shower, Shen Lian was already eating the second plate of dumplings.

"Don't feed him too much, it will bloat his stomach at night." Wen Yeyan said.

Shen Lian ate very quickly, it seemed that he was very hungry.

"Wen Yeyan, next time you hang out with your gang of cronies, don't come into my house." The old lady Ji said coldly, scolding Wen Yeyan for drinking and playing cards outside.

Shen Lian raised her head stiffly when she heard the words, with a confused look on her face. It seemed that she just realized that she was bought by Dumpling, and she "sue" everything knowingly.