The little man on the apex

After hearing this, Yuan Xi and Zhou Ziyu spit out all the wine that had just reached their throats, and Chang Ying also stopped smirking, and looked this way with round eyes.

Yan Heyi slowly tilted her head, and stared at Zhao Jing with a confused expression for a while.

He was already very drunk, and he spoke and acted slowly, "Well, of course not, I just... only saw the shoulder."

Zhao Jing still held the jug condescendingly, and nodded noncommittally.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Yan Heyi raised a hand: "Well, I swear, I swear."

Zhao Jing nodded again, then left Yan Heyi behind and wandered up to Zhou Ziyu.

He squinted his eyes and saw clearly that the person in front of him was Zhou Ziyu, who was smiling so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes. Chang Ying and Zhou Hongxi's smirk was nothing to him.

Zhou Ziyu reached out his hand helplessly, wiped the wine dripping from the corner of his mouth, and called him softly: "Xiao Jing, don't wander around, sit down."

After hearing what he said, Zhao Jing obediently sat opposite Zhou Ziyu.

"Give me the jug, Xiao Jing." Zhou Ziyu stretched out his hand, and Zhao Jing handed over the jug.

Zhou Ziyu opened the top cover, put his nose close to smell it, and frowned slightly: "Did you mix wine in it?"

Zhao Jing lowered his head and pursed his lips as if his trick had been exposed: "Just... mixed a little bit, I put it in quietly while the two of them weren't paying attention."

Zhou Ziyu was a little worried. He took Zhao Jing's arm and rolled up half of the sleeve. Seeing that there was no rash, he leaned over and tugged at his collar, but it turned red.

Zhao Jing seemed to resist Zhou Ziyu's touch, and kept hiding aside.

"Is it itchy? Dizzy or not?" Zhou Ziyu probed his forehead again, "Fortunately, no fever."

"It's not itchy, it's just...a little dizzy."

Yuan Xi hadn't paid attention to Zhao Jing all this time, now seeing the redness on the side of his neck, and remembering the engagement banquet last time, he said with great fear, "Fortunately, there wasn't much rash, let's go to the doctor's to have a look."

Zhou Ziyu and Chang Ying also came to pull Zhao Jing, but Zhao Jing didn't allow anyone to touch him. Whoever came would hit his hand, and then he lay down on the table and closed his eyes without moving.

Thinking that the redness on his body was not serious, the three of them didn't bother him any more, but were going to go out of the house together and go to the doctor to prescribe some ointment for him.

Before taking a few steps, Chang Ying looked back at Zhao Jing, who was lying on the table and fell asleep, and Yan Heyi and Zhou Hongxi, who were drunk on the table next to him and had already started punching poetry, combining civil and martial arts, were a little worried: " They won't be kidnapped, will they?"

Yuan Xi thinks it's possible. After all, one sleeps like a piglet, the other is slow, and the other is stupid. It's really worrying, "Sister Ying, you stay, I'll go with Ziyu."

Chang Ying remembered what happened to Jia Yuanwai, and quickly shook her head: "It's okay, just lock the door from the outside."

It was already dark, and the shops on the street that were not closed were all lit up. Some of the shopkeepers were counting the business for the day, while others were leaning against the doorway in a daze.

After going to the medical center, the three walked back side by side, and met an old man selling candied haws by the stone bridge.

It's not hot these days, and it's still windy today, so you have to wear two layers of shirts, but in fact it's not yet the season for eating candied haws. If you spend a day outside in the sun, the sugar coating wrapped in candied haws will inevitably melt a little.

However, the three of them saw it, but they still leaned over to ask the price.

The old man said that his wife likes to eat it, so he simply sells more. It comes out after the sun has set to the west, and sells it to the children who have just finished school, so the sugar coating on the outside of the candied haws is still the best.

Chang Ying felt that it was so late, and there would be no more children coming to buy them, so she took out a bunch of copper coins and bought the old man's candied haws and the straw frame on which the candied haws were inserted.

Yuan Xi and Zhou Ziyu acted like sycophants, each holding a bunch of brightly red candied haws, and surrounded Chang Ying, shouting "Sister Ying is long" and "Sister Ying is short".

Chang Ying carried the straw frame with several candied haws inserted in it, walked between them with big strides, and began to worry about their marriage.

"Needless to say about Xiao Yuanxi, he finally achieved a positive result with his Mr. Yan." Chang Ying knocked Zhou Ziyu on the head, "What about you, kid Ziyu?"

Zhou Ziyu pretended to be stupid: "What? I...staying at home is fine."

Chang Ying walked a few steps quickly with Yuan Xi, standing in front of Zhou Ziyu: "Where's Xiaojing?"

Zhou Ziyu bit the bamboo stick of the candied haws, and slipped between the two: "What Xiaojing? We... don't matter."

Yuan Xi touched his shoulder with his elbow: "It's okay, I'm still soaking in someone's carpenter's shop all day long, even on Qixi Festival."

Chang Ying tapped Zhou Ziyu's shoulder from the other side: "Yeah, it doesn't matter if they treat you so well? Every time I go back to Yuanxi's house, I can see you two whispering in the yard. That’s so good, even I’m envious.”

Zhou Ziyu curled his lips: "Sister Ying, brother Hongxi treats you very well."

Chang Ying burst out laughing: "Isn't this jealous?"

Zhou Ziyu's face was redder than the candied haws in his hand: "Where...how can there be?"

"I think Xiaojing has something on his mind today." Yuan Xi bit off half of the sugar-coated Shanlihong, and continued to analyze the sugar residue that fell, "It's not like he doesn't know that he can't drink alcohol." , and drink quietly."

Chang Ying was thoughtful: "Well, as the saying goes, wine is strong and cowardly!"

Yuan Xi was amused by these words, and took the time to joke with Chang Ying: "Sister Ying has sharp eyes."

"Look, he probably saw that my brother and I are getting married, and sister Ying is also in love with her third brother." The more Yuan Xi talked, the more he felt that it made sense, "And he hasn't married you yet, so he must be feeling uncomfortable , I just drank my sorrows with wine."

Chang Ying nodded in agreement with Yuan Xi's thoughts: "However, I may also plan to drink some wine, and then express my heart to you."

Zhou Ziyu silently listened to the analysis of the two, and he just lowered his head and ate candied haws.

When they reached the gate of Zhou Hongxi's house, the two had reached an agreement: Zhao Jing would definitely do something later.

The two of them grabbed Zhou Ziyu and asked together: "Be honest, do you have that intention for Xiaojing?"

Zhou Ziyu hesitated for a while, but without saying anything, he took the key from Chang Ying and ran to the front to open the door.

Yuan Xi and Chang Ying looked at each other.

Chang Ying lowered her voice: "I didn't deny it."

Yuan Xi leaned over and clenched his fists, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and also lowered his voice: "That's interesting."

The two clapped hands behind Zhou Ziyu: "That's right!"

Zhou Ziyu pretended not to hear the two people's conversation, unlocked and opened the door.

As soon as the gate opened, the two people leaning on the door were thrown onto the threshold. Looking through the lantern in the yard, they were Yan Heyi and Zhou Hongxi.

Yuan Xi and Chang Ying hurried over to claim their lovers, helped them up and led them to the stool.

Yan Heyi stared straight at Yuanxi: "Little ancestor, where have you been? Well, do you not want me anymore?"

Taking advantage of no one watching, Yuan Xi quickly kissed Yan Heyi on the forehead: "Brother, I'm going to buy medicine for Xiaojing, I don't want you."

Yan Heyi raised her chin, and turned her cheek to Yuanxi, meaning that it was also here.

Yuan Xi glanced at the side, Chang Ying was feeding tea to Zhou Hongxi who was laughing "hehehe", Zhou Ziyu was standing in the yard holding the unfinished candied haws, looking at Zhao Jing from a distance, thinking something What.

So, he held Yan Heyi's face, kissed him on the left and right cheeks, and licked his lips while no one was paying attention.

Yan Heyi pursed the taste on her lips, savored it seriously, and then slowly raised her head: "Sweet."

Before he could say "more", Yuan Xi bent down and sent some sweetness deeper into his mouth.

Yan Heyi narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, Zhou Hongxi staggered and sat beside Yan Heyi again, and poured wine for the two of them.

Regarding the two tall men who were already drunk but still able to drink, Yuan Xi and Chang Ying smiled at each other, and then simply stopped caring, and turned their attention to Zhou Ziyu.

Zhou Ziyu stood beside him for a long time, then took out the medicine bottle from his purse, ran to Zhao Jing's side, walked around again, and handed the medicine bottle to Yuan Xi: "Why don't you rub the medicine for him."

Yuan Xi pointed to Yan Heyi on the table next to him: "Brother will be angry."

Chang Ying also waved her hand: "The third brother is too."

Zhou Ziyu had no choice but to lift Zhao Jing's collar and apply ointment to the back of his neck.

The ointment seemed to be added with peppermint, Zhou Ziyu applied it and blew a few breaths, Zhao Jing moved his body, as if he woke up.

He moved a few times before raising his head. Seeing Zhou Ziyu beside him, he rubbed his eyes a few times and sat up obediently: "Ziyu, I fell asleep."

Zhou Ziyu said "hmm": "Untie the collar, and apply ointment for you."

Zhao Jing raised his hand to protect his chest: "No, no ointment."

Zhou Ziyu had no choice but to reach out and tug at his collar. Zhao Jing obviously resisted, but he didn't dare to touch Zhou Ziyu's hand, so he froze there and asked him to apply ointment on himself.

"Strange." Zhou Ziyu applied the ointment on the reddened area of ​​his chest, and leaned over to blow it gently, "The doctor clearly said that it will be effective immediately after applying it, why does it turn redder when I look at it?"

Zhao Jing felt that his whole body was warm, so he quickly raised his head and took a sip of plum soup made with sweet-scented osmanthus, and his drunkenness deepened.

Zhou Ziyu pinched his fingers, but couldn't bring the jug over. He poked his forehead and asked in a low voice, "Why are you drinking quietly? Be obedient and put down the jug."

Zhao Jing clenched his fingertips so white that he didn't let go of the jug in his hand. His lips moved a few times, his eye circles suddenly turned red, and he stared at Zhou Ziyu with an aggrieved expression: "I've always been obedient."

"I will be obedient in the future." He lowered his head and murmured softly, "Today, let's stop listening."

Holding the flagon, Zhao Jing rubbed over to Yuan Xi and Chang Ying, and sat down opposite them.

He took a sip of "wine" for himself, beckoned to the two people on the opposite side, leaned his head towards him, and said in a low voice, "I'll tell you, when I was young, I saw Ziyu's butt, and the two of us were under the same quilt. Have slept."

Yuan Xi choked, but Chang Ying didn't hold back, and pinched her thigh vigorously.

After all, he was drunk, and Zhao Jing's voice, which he thought was very low, was heard clearly in Zhou Ziyu's ears. Zhou Ziyu felt embarrassed, and hurried over to pull Zhao Jing's arm: "Xiao Jing, are you drunk? gone."

Zhao Jing looked up for a long time, bit his lips, and said with great courage: "Ziyu, your ... only allow me to see, and only me to see from top to bottom."

After saying this, he suddenly took off his outer shirt, and lightly covered Zhou Ziyu's head: "In this way, others will not be able to see it."