The neighbor is a yin and yang eye

The night came soon, and Xiang Heng's father also entered the house covered in exhaustion.

Looking at the two young men in the house, Xiang Heng's father took a glass of wine from the store and wanted them to have a drink with him. The old lady stopped him, thinking that he would have class tomorrow, but Xiang Heng didn't give up. Dad doesn't care, it's a tiring day, so naturally he has to be happy.

Amway persuaded the old lady, thinking about the young man who is seventeen or eighteen years old, he knows whether he can drink or not, at worst, he will sleep here, and he can have a companion the next day.

Just like that, the two were drunk by Xiang Heng's father, and An Sheng even shouted punches. Jiang Yingyu looked at the not-so-tall man, but he didn't expect him to drink so much!

"I..." Jiang Yingyu rubbed his temples, feeling a little flustered.

He can drink, but he hasn't practiced how much he can drink. He only has five or six bottles of beer at most, and he will start to faint.

At this moment, the table had already been cleared, An Li was washing Xiang Heng's face, and the old lady was feeding Tie Dan a supper.

"Hey! It's getting late, go to sleep," Amway looked worried as he looked at the three of them drinking from the bottle all over the place.

After all, there is class tomorrow!

"Okay, okay," Xiang Heng's father got up to pack the bottle, and asked An Sheng to take Jiang Yingyu upstairs.

"Back..." Jiang Yingyu wanted to say go back to sleep, but right now his tongue was too big to speak clearly.

He wanted to stand up, but was suddenly supported by An Sheng.

"Hey! Don't you! It's too late!" An Sheng was also a little drunk, but he stood still. He supported Jiang Yingyu and couldn't help teasing, "I see you drank so quietly Yes, I thought you were pretty good at drinking."

Seeing that this person was already in this state, An Li said to the old lady, "Ying'er can sleep here, An Sheng's bed is big enough, and it's not easy to help him back this way, what if he falls down... ..."

Just like that, Jiang Yingyu was brought back to the house by An Sheng.

Helping him to sit on the edge of the bed, An Sheng looked at Jiang Yingyu who was sitting unsteadily, and took a few breaths.

"I'll bring you water to wash, don't move around!" He went downstairs after saying that.

Fuck!

Jiang Yingyu felt that the whole room was spinning, and his head was still buzzing.

He doesn't want to sleep here, he wants to go back.

He slowly stood up while leaning on the wall, finally reached the door, and collided with An Sheng who was coming in with hot water.

"Fuck! What are you doing!" Seeing that the hot water was half gone, An Sheng hurriedly put the basin aside, and hurriedly helped the porcelain toucher up.

It's better now, I wanted to wash his face and feet casually, but now I took a shower.

"Are you really drunk? Can't you! It's just this little, isn't it hot?" This not-so-conscious person is the hardest to serve and also takes the most effort. An Sheng pulled him up again, and he couldn't sit on the bed anymore. , because Jiang Yingyu was almost splashed with water, afraid of soiling the bed.

"Let me take a look." An Sheng pulled him up, took a look at his clothes, made sure that he was not scalded, and then helped him sit on the stool and stabilized him, then he looked at the water stains on the ground .

"Oh my god, I'm so tired, why is it so hard to get a good night's sleep!"

He walked up to Jiang Yingyu, pointed at him angrily and said, "Sit down obediently, if you hear me, if you mess around, I'll take your pants and slap your ass! Do you understand?"

After saying that, he helplessly stretched out his hand to cover his face, what a bitch!I'm used to saying this to that boy Xiang Heng, but it doesn't feel right to say it now.

Jiang Yingyu felt that his head was too heavy, so he nodded his head uncontrollably. He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything like a squib.

An Sheng nodded at him when he saw the person, sighed and turned around to bring the water over.

"I'll wash your face first, and then wash your feet later," An Sheng twisted his veil and glanced at the man who was sitting obediently, thinking that people really can't be judged by appearances.

Jiang Yingyu's appearance, to be honest, is very handsome, but it is a very bad handsome, and there is often a sense of displeasure between his brows, but if you really think that he is a bad person, then you are very wrong Very wrong.

This person is not only not bad, but also kind-hearted, so he really cares about his opinion of grandma.

This guy, it seems that smoking and drinking are not a problem at all, but in fact, he has never seen Jiang Yingyu smoking. The normal amount of people is actually not bad.

An Sheng smiled, compared with him, his own liquor is a catty and a half catty, and he can do whatever he wants with beer!

Gee!

After washing someone's face, An Sheng's hands were a little strong, and his face was a little red from rubbing. It might be because of drinking alcohol, who knows?

He put the handkerchief in the basin and took out a set of clothes from the cabinet.

"Hey..." Throwing the clothes on the bed, An Sheng yelled, seeing that he was still a little dazed, he could only murmur, "Today I will take good care of you, really, if you can't drink, don't drink so much ..."

After someone took off his clothes, An Sheng's eyes were full of interest.

yo!

What the hell is this, a tattoo?

There is a word, devil, tattooed on Jiang Yingyu's back waist.

I didn't see it, and you still make such a show.

Shaking his head and stripping the person down to a pair of underwear, An Sheng didn't care, but Jiang Yingyu stretched out his hand to cover the key point slowly, and said with a big tongue, "Under...pants, don't...take off."

"Hey! I thought you were unconscious at all," An Sheng saw him laughing uncontrollably, "That's fine, I don't have any new underwear for you to change anyway."

Walking to the bed, he picked up the vest and shorts that he hadn't worn much, and said, "Can I wear them?"

Jiang Yingyu shook his head slowly. This shaking was terrible. From An Sheng's point of view, this movement was not big, but from Jiang Yingyu's point of view, his whole world was shaking, and his center of gravity was unstable. fall down.

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll change it for you, so your consciousness and body are separated!" At this moment, the person had only a pair of underwear left, and he was also afraid that he would be frozen, so he quickly helped her to lie on the bed.

After finally putting on the clothes for others, An Sheng was so tired that he was sweating.

This drunk man was like a pile of mud, and he couldn't even lift him up.

For washing feet or something, An Sheng directly wetted them with his own footkerchief, and then wiped his feet well.

Fortunately, Jiang Yingyu is not very dirty, it is quite clean and has no smell.

Putting the quilt on Jiang Yingyu's body, An Sheng went downstairs with the basin in his hand.

"...Hot...dead..." Jiang Yingyu struggled to pull the quilt, it was too hot, it felt like the whole person was hoarding by the mouth of the Flaming Mountain, it was uncomfortably hot.

When An Sheng came up with the mop, he looked at the big character on the bed that was stretched all over the place.

I didn't even look at it.

Putting the mop aside, An Sheng covered him with the quilt again, this time covering his stomach.

Finally got it done, An Sheng changed his clothes and lay down on the bed.

He took a deep breath, but he was not exhausted.

He took a look at his mobile phone, it was already twelve o'clock, go to bed quickly, he was tossing to death.

"An... Sheng..."

An Sheng closed his eyes and answered him, "Your name is Hun'er!"

He's also tired now, and he drank a lot tonight, and he felt refreshed only when he was lying on the bed.

My brain hurts.

"From now on... don't call me... Yinger..." Jiang Yingyu said.

An Sheng rubbed his temples, the moonlight coming through the window was very bright at the moment, it was very bright even without turning on the lights, but it didn't hurt the eyes.

"What's that called?"

Jiang Yingyu felt that his temple was also quite painful, so he stretched out his hand and poked An Sheng's waist, "I... want to press it too."

"Okay, okay," An Sheng turned to face Jiang Yingyu, stretched out his other hand to hold him, "quickly stop nagging, go to sleep!"

He was really sleepy right now. An Sheng closed his eyes and pressed his hands on his temples. After a while, he got tired and stopped. Just as he stopped, his waist was poked again, and he pressed again. .

In a daze, An Sheng heard him say, "Actually... I have a... nickname..."

"It's called... jelly beans."

Jiang Yingyu struggled to finish the long list, but found that no one answered him, so he also turned sideways, facing An Sheng, and An Sheng's hand pressed him from time to time, but the man had already closed his eyes and didn't know what to do. cloud.

An Sheng's sleeping posture is pretty good, he doesn't grind his teeth or snore, and he can basically sleep until dawn with just one posture.

The alcoholic breath of the two mixed together, Jiang Yingyu reached out and touched An Sheng's face, squinting his eyes and looking at the person against the light.

"It's really...deliberately...to seduce people."

Muttering these words, Jiang Yingyu also felt very sleepy, and finally closed his narrowed eyes.

The moon on the fifteenth day is big and round, and it is now late at night. In the kennel at the corner of the yard, Tiedan snored rhythmically from time to time during his ups and downs of breathing. It slept very soundly, because tonight I don't have to guard that little attic, and I'm not afraid of those strange ugly things to harass it.

When An Sheng woke up, he thought he was a ghost!

Finally opened his eyes and took a look to the side, the bed was crushed!

Pushing the person away, turning off the alarm clock that kept beeping, An Sheng sat up and rubbed his temples.

"Hold!"

Jiang Yingyu woke up with a frown, looking at the strange hut and still not recovering.

"Cough..." His throat was a little dry, and he also sat up, "An Sheng?"

An Sheng lifted the quilt, put on his slippers, opened the door and went out.

Jiang Yingyu also got out of bed, suddenly felt something strange, looked down, this clothes...

Naorenzi still hurts a bit, but it doesn't affect the memory of last night in the slightest.

"Last night...it seems..." I did something amazing!

"What happened last night?" An Sheng stood outside the door and made a sudden noise, which made Jiang Yingyu jump on the spot in fright.

"Fuck! What are you doing outside!" Jiang Yingyu walked to the door and looked at the clothes An Sheng was holding.

"You got wet last night, change quickly, you'll be late soon." Passing the clothes to him, An Sheng went into the room and took off the clothes, picked up the clothes hanging beside him and changed.