Eat chicken and eat the goddess

Mu Ziyou was not a good drinker, he was already drunk after a few glasses of wine, obediently lying on the table and moaning softly, he didn't know what she was talking about.

Yan Zhen leaned against her, reached out and touched her forehead, which was a little hot, and seeing her eyes closed and frowning, she asked the waiter to bring a carton of milk to sober her up first.

After the dinner, according to the previous arrangement, they had to go to ktv to sing. The students in the drama club were very enthusiastic, but it was difficult to say that they were so kind, so they had to drag the drunk Mu Zi to the ktv.

Because there were too many people, Yan Zhen sat beside Mu Ziyou all the time in order to take care of her.

Mu Ziyou collapsed on the sofa, holding Yan Zhen's arm tightly and never letting go.

Yan Zhen patted the side of her face soothingly.

The drunk classmates were crying and howling in the ktv, making the half-asleep Mu Ziyou frown and rub back and forth in discomfort.

Under the dim light, Yan Zhen looked at her quietly from the side, raised his lips and smiled softly, then reached out and gently covered her ears.

The noise became much quieter, and Mu Ziyou's frowning gradually calmed down, and he rubbed his head into Yan Zhen's embrace bit by bit.

In fact, Mu Ziyou didn't fall asleep, but the effect of alcohol made her whole mind feel like a pot of porridge, without the ability to think, as if the whole person was floating up, wobbling and unable to stop.

The soft body of the people around her and the familiar fragrance made her feel at ease, so she dared to close her eyes and cling to the people around her without caring about anything.

The noisy voice in her ear suddenly quieted down, and then Mu Ziyou heard a soft female voice, with a bit of magnetic laziness, singing softly in her ear.

It was a very familiar English song, so good that she couldn't tell if she was listening to it with headphones.

Everyone in the ktv was quiet, either sitting on the sofa, or simply sitting cross-legged on the ground, without exception, they all looked sideways at Yan Zhen who was sitting in the corner.

Under the dim light above her head, Yan Zhen was sitting on the sofa. There was a drunk girl lying on her lap. She held a microphone in one hand, and put the other hand on the forehead of the girl on her lap, whispering softly. Sing.

Yan Zhen sang very well, and the entire ktv seemed to be her solo concert.

No one wanted to talk, and even the drinkers held their glasses motionless, and waited until Yan Zhen finished singing before applauding enviously.

Excellent people seem to be excellent in everything they do. In the eyes of others, Yan Zhen is just such a person. It seems that there is nothing she can't do, and she can't do well.

It wasn't until early in the morning that the party ended. Yan Zhen helped Mu Ziyou, who was stumbling around, bid farewell to his classmates and prepared to drive away.

After placing Mu Ziyou in the co-pilot and fastening her seat belt, Yan Zhen got into the car.

She looked at Mu Ziyou who had been in a coma since she was drunk, shook her head helplessly, and then drove her home.

Although he only went to Mu Ziyou's house twice, Yan Zhen still took Mu Ziyou to her downstairs with ease.

When I was downstairs, I looked up and saw that Mu Ziyou's house was dark without a light, and I didn't know if no one was at home or had already rested.

It didn't seem very good to knock on the door so late to disturb uncles and aunts, and Mu Ziyou was still drunk, Yan Zhen held the steering wheel and thought for a while, stayed for a while, then turned around and drove out.

Driving to the downstairs of his apartment, Yan Zhen got out of the car and opened the door, and gently patted Mu Ziyou's face.

"Ziyou, get out of the car when you arrive."

Mu Ziyou opened his eyes in a daze, obediently cooperated with Yan Zhen to unbuckle his seat belt, and then got out of the car.

Yan Zhen helped Muzi swim up the stairs, took out the key and opened the door.

A woman with long hair hanging down in white pajamas was standing quietly in the living room when she heard the door open and turned her head.

A snow-white face with no facial features.

Yan Zhen was taken aback, and then recognized that it was Xu Chanyi who stayed up most of the night and put on a mask in the living room.

Xu Chanyi put on the mask, revealing two pitch-black eyes. Her pupils were clearly dilated, and she pointed at Mu Ziyou whose head was almost buried in Yan Zhen's chest in surprise.

"Wow, you brought someone back."

Yan Zhen didn't answer her, but just turned around and closed the door, then helped Mu Ziyou to sit on the sofa.

"Why are you still not sleeping?"

"How can I sleep if you don't come back?"

Xu Chanyi followed behind Yan Zhen, looking curiously at the person lying on the sofa, and after a while, he recognized that it was Mu Ziyou.

"Hey, isn't this a little wanderer?"

Yan Zhen nodded, poured a glass of water and took a sip.

"Well, she went to dinner with me after today's show and got drunk. I wanted to send her home, but it was too late, so I brought her back."

Xu Chanyi took off the mask on his face, pointed at Mu Ziyou and said.

"Then where does she sleep? You won't let her sleep with me, will you?"

Yan Zhen didn't know if he was joking, so he frowned.

"is it not OK?"

Xu Chanyi pulled the pajamas on her body with a shy face.

"Hey, she's drunk, and the ghost knows if she's going to be drunk or something. I, a weak woman, can't resist."

Yan Zhen didn't pay attention to her ghost, just put down the cup, sat next to Mu Ziyou, touched her forehead, and said softly.

"Then you can rest assured that she will sleep with me."

Xu Chanyi's face immediately changed when he heard what Yan Zhen said, and then coughed twice.

"Forget it, I'd better make a sacrifice and let her sleep with me."

Yan Zhen looked up at her.

"I'm worried."

Xu Chanyi rolled her eyes with a proud face.

"There's nothing to worry about. She's drunk. She's just a little girl. I'm not afraid of her."

Yan Zhen raised the corners of her lips and shook her head.

"I don't worry about you."

Xu Chanyi stared, with her hips akimbo.

"Hey, I'm not so hungry, okay?"

Yan Zhen smiled lightly and helped Mu Ziyou who was lying on the sofa.

"Go to sleep. She can sleep with me tonight. She is my friend, so I won't bother you to take care of her."

Although Mu Ziyou was drunk, he had always been very obedient, and he got up as soon as he pulled it, and walked with him without any effort.

Xu Chanyi watched Yan Zhenzhen lead Mu Ziyou to her room, wrinkled her face as if constipated, and followed Yan Zhen, hesitating and speechless.

"Xiaozhen, you...you won't..."

Helping Muzi to swim to his room, comforting her to lie down, Yan Zhen looked back at Xu Chanyi who had followed into the room, and said doubtfully.

"No what?"

"It's nothing, I've been coveting your bed for a long time, and I've never slept in it."

Xu Chanyi closed her mouth, bit her lip, and stared resentfully at Mu Ziyou who was lying on the bed and began to roll slightly.

Yan Zhen, who was a little tired, was not in the mood to deal with the jealous young lady, so he started to order to evict the guests.

"Okay, don't you have to go to the company tomorrow, you should go to bed early, I'm going to take a shower."

"Oh."

Xu Chanyi responded, and walked out slowly.