you are my uncle

"It's better to block it." Liu Jiming's hand holding the coat stopped in mid-air.

"No, no, no, I have clothes." Zhao Ming took off his shirt and wrapped it around his waist.

Liu Jiming didn't say anything, took back the coat in his hand, didn't put it on, and hung it directly on the arm of one hand.

The two stared blankly, and the atmosphere was surprisingly strange.

"I'll go first!" Zhao Ming couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and walked out of the toilet quickly.

After returning to the box and sitting down for a while, Liu Jiming also came back, still holding the coat in his hand.

Zhaoming was only wearing a white short-sleeved shirt. After losing his shirt, he was blown by the air conditioner and felt a little cold. He huddled in a corner of the sofa and watched others play.

He had a stomachache, he hadn't eaten all day, and he was forced to drink another glass of wine just now, and the aftertaste of the drink came back, which made his stomach churn. He looked at Xiao Rong, who was having a good time, and felt embarrassed to leave first. Xi, he could only grit his teeth and let out a smile watching them play.

Liu Jiming has been sitting with Li Mo all the time, both of them are quite quiet, not participating in other people's crazy hilarity, Liu Jiming occasionally talks to Li Mo, with a gentle smile on his face .

Fuck, Liu Jiming you bastard.Zhaoming secretly hid in the corner watching Liu Jiming chatting with his little Mo, and scolded Liu Jiming from beginning to end in his heart.Although it had nothing to do with him, he was still upset.Back then when he was chasing Liu Jiming relentlessly, how could Liu Jiming ever have such tender and sweet moments!

Well...Liu Jiming really has no reason to be so gentle to himself.

Liu Jiming glanced over from the corner of his eye, and the two of them met eyes, and Zhao Ming hurriedly looked away.

Damn this strange Shura field, I just stop watching it!With a ferocious expression on his face, Zhao Ming picked up a glass of wine on the table and drank it down again.It was only after eating that I realized that I still had a stomachache, and I scolded myself for being stupid.

He looked down at the colorful and jumping light and shadow on the coffee table with a look of hopelessness, suddenly a figure attached to his head, blocking his light, he raised his head wearily, and found Liu Jiming standing in front of him with a coat.

Before he could react, Liu Jiming put the coat on his body, "I'll take you back first."

Unquestionable tone.

Fuck you!Isn't it fun to chat with your Xiaomo!Give me a fart!Did I say I'm going home?Zhaoming roared in his heart, but smiled and said, "I haven't had enough fun yet, where can I go back?"

Liu Jiming's expression froze, Zhaoming took the opportunity to take off Liu Jiming's coat and put it back on Liu Jiming's shoulders. People shouted: "Come, come, I am happy for Xiao Rong's birthday today, let's sing a song for everyone!"

After finishing speaking, he randomly ordered a few good songs, and sang while dancing.

Infected by his passionate emotions, the people in the box also twisted together in twos and threes to the music, and a large group of demons danced wildly at the scene.

Zhaoming's singing was alright, and everyone didn't get tired of it after singing one song after another, and even coaxed him to play another song.

Zhaoming also completely let go of singing, hi, sad, normal, and coquettish. He sang one song after another. There was a scream.

He didn't see Liu Jiming's face in the audience, who looked gloomy as if he was about to kill someone.

"Singing is not bad, isn't it Jiming?" Li Mo smiled and looked at Liu Jiming beside him, unexpectedly Liu Jiming's face was dark enough.

"Jiming, what's wrong with you..." Li Mo was a little apprehensive looking at Liu Jiming like this.

"It's okay. The singing is okay." Liu Jiming smiled at him, regained his usual look, and looked up at Zhaoming who was singing and dancing on the stage.

Li Mo looked at him, and then at Zhao Ming on the stage, with complex emotions that could not be seen in his eyes.

When Zhaoming sang until his voice was almost hoarse, he finally couldn't continue singing. He handed the microphone to someone else with a smile and ran off the stage, retreating to the corner of the sofa.

But this time, many people came to chat with him, most of them were little girls, who came to ask him for WeChat.

Zhaoming didn't expect that with such a charismatic personality, there would be girls who would ask him for WeChat, and happily added them one by one, and then chatted with them.Chatting and drinking again, he doesn't care anymore, his stomach hurts so much that he's numb, he just drinks one after another, the girls applaud excitedly and praise him for being a real man.

What a real man, Zhao Ming is a bitch, a fool who has been chasing men for three years.Zhaoming laughed at himself in his heart.

After a few glasses of wine, Zhaoming became dizzy and his stomach hurts intermittently. He couldn't listen to what others said, and just laughed, like a fool.

I laughed and cried, and retched while crying, as if my heart was being grabbed by something, it hurt like hell.

A group of people slapped him on the back in a hurry, wiped his tears with tissues, and vomited for him with a trash can. He just kept crying, and he couldn't see or hear anything from the outside world.

He only remembered that there was a person who pushed away the crowd and hugged him into a warm chest, which separated all the disturbances from the outside world.

Liu Jiming directly picked up Zhaoming, and said "I'll take him back." He walked out of the box door regardless of the surprised eyes behind him.

Zhaoming kept crying, and Liu Jiming felt distressed watching him cry, "Don't cry." Liu Jiming lowered his head and said softly.

Hearing these words, Zhaoming cried even more fiercely, he felt the warm liquid wet his chest.

"What's wrong with you?" Liu Jiming asked, patting him lightly.

"It hurts..." Zhao Ming answered while crying like a conditioned reflex.

"Where does it hurt?" Liu Jiming stopped, looked at him and asked.

Zhaoming didn't answer this time, but just kept crying.

Liu Jiming was helpless, so he hailed a taxi and carried him into the back seat of the car. The driver looked at Zhaoming who was curled up in Liu Jiming's arms and was crying in a mess.

"Little brother, are you broken in love?" the chatty driver asked.

"He drank too much." Liu Jiming replied while patting Zhaoming's back.

"Women, just find another one after we split up. Why waste yourself? I don't know how uncomfortable it is to drink like this." The driver sighed.

"You can drive." Liu Jiming ignored him, but looked thoughtfully at Zhao Ming who was still crying.

Liu Jiming brought Zhaoming back to his home, because he was about to start looking for a job in his senior year, and he also moved out of school a while ago.

He put Zhaoming on the bed in his room, and Zhaoming was still crying.He simply sat on the bed and watched Zhao Ming cry.

"Don't cry." Liu Jiming reached out to wipe his tears.

Wherever Zhao Ming could listen, he just kept crying, as if he wanted to cry all the tears in his life before he would stop.

"Didn't you behave well when you were drunk last time? Why did you cry like this this time?" Liu Jiming said to himself while helping him wipe away his tears.

"You drink so much without knowing how to drink, are you stupid?" Liu Jiming completely lost his temper when facing Zhao Ming who could only cry.

He got up, went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, took out the milk and poured it into a bowl, put it in the microwave for a few minutes, and then entered the room with the milk.

Zhaoming seemed to be tired from crying, only a small sob was left, and the constant tears in his eyes stopped.

He helped Zhaoming to sit up, and half-filled and half-coaxed Zhaoming to drink hot milk.

Half of it went into Zhaoming's mouth, and half flowed all over Zhaoming's body.

Liu Jiming was not expected to take care of others, he frowned and looked at Zhaoming's drenched milk, got up and carried him into the bathroom.

After Zhaoming cried enough, he became quieter and remained motionless, letting Liu Jiming take off his clothes.

Just as Zhaoming was stripped naked and put into a bathtub filled with warm water, the doorbell rang.

Liu Jiming was a little displeased, looked at Zhaoming who was soaking in the water, and said, "Don't move around, wait for me to come back." Then he got up and went out of the bathroom.

The doorbell was still ringing, Liu Jiming wiped his wet hands, opened the door, and Li Mo was outside.

A gloomy face melted the moment he saw Li Mo, and he asked in surprise, "Xiao Mo, why are you here?"

"Jiming, I lost my hotel room card, and the front desk staff couldn't find a spare key. It happens that you are near here, can I come and stay here for one night?" Li Mo looked at Liu Jiming innocently.

Liu Jiming looked at him, then turned around to look inside the room, nodded, and opened the door to let Li Mo in.

"Did you send that drunk boy home?" Li Mo walked around the living room and asked casually, "This house is well decorated, and your taste is still as good as ever."

"No, I brought him back." Zhaoming replied calmly, walking towards the bathroom.

Li Mo paused when he was about to sit down on the sofa, and then he smiled and asked, "Would it be inconvenient for me to come too?"

"No, there are extra guest rooms." Liu Jiming entered the bathroom and closed the door.

"Jiming, are you taking a shower?" Li Mo raised her voice and asked in the direction of the bathroom.

"I'm helping Zhaoming take a bath." Liu Jiming replied in a low voice.

Li Mo thought she heard it wrong, "Huh?"

"He's drunk and smells too bad. I'm helping him take a bath." Liu Jiming replied slightly raising his volume.

Li Mo lost his voice.

Liu Jiming was pouring shower gel on Zhaoming's body. Zhaoming's body smelled really strong of alcohol. After staying in the bathroom for a short while, the whole bathroom was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

Zhaoming's skin is quite fair, and because he drank wine and soaked in hot water, it turned slightly pink at this time.Liu Jiming was a little distracted and couldn't help swallowing.

He took the bath towel and hurriedly wiped one place after another. Occasionally, his fingertips touched Zhaoming's skin, and he couldn't help shivering.

"Jiming, drunk people are difficult to obey, do you want me to come in and help you?" Li Mo asked outside the door, and Liu Jiming then withdrew all his fantasies.

He coughed lightly, "No, he's pretty good." Even if he wasn't good, he wouldn't let others see Zhao Ming's naked body.

"Oh." Li Mo outside the door answered for a long while before leaving.