daily bloodline

Chapter 12
Chen Yuntian felt that tonight was so absurd, the lights were flashing in a strange way, and this man smiled wildly, as if he was back in his 20s, holding a wine bottle, singing and walking by the river.

No matter what discipline or mess, let's drink him first!

After calling home, Chen Yuntian put away the phone without changing his face.

"Fuck, Team Chen called his family to report that he is safe. This is a fucking situation of life and death!" Xiao Wang's eyes straightened.

Su Ying, who entered the room with wine in her arms, burst out laughing upon hearing this.

"What wine?" Zhang Shanshui came over curiously with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Romane..." Su Ying frowned, "What a mess..."

"Beer?"

"It should be a wine bar..." Su Ying patted the bottom of the bottle, and opened a bottle with a bang.

"Good hands!" Zhang Shanshui gave a thumbs up.

Poured a glass to taste, Su Ying smacked her lips: "It's red wine, the taste is average, I still think the big barrel tastes better."

"Sweet and sour?" Zhang Shanshui asked.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!" Su Ying agreed.

Chen Yuntian took a bottle and glanced at it, hesitated for a moment, then handed it to Su Ying again: "One bottle is enough, we are not used to red wine, white beer is fine."

"Okay." Su Ying went to change the wine, and came back after a while holding a wax-sealed case of beer, and there was a transparent box on it, which contained a round bottle of red liquid.

"Look!" Su Ying yelled, "Whiskey!"

Zhang Shanshui stared at the 'XIII' on the bottle and pretended to understand: "Ah, I recognize this, it seems to be XO, right? A bottle costs several thousand."

God damn whiskey, god damn XO...

Chen Yuntian couldn't bear these two people anymore, and he didn't care whether the wine was suitable or expensive, so he picked it up and opened it: "Okay! Drink!"

Luo Jiuqian on the side smiled: "Wine is for drinking when you buy it."

"Isn't that wine his father's?" Chen Yuntian asked.

"Su Ying's." Luo Jiuqian laughed softly: "He is a bit of a collector, and he wants to buy something when he hears that something is good. These are bought for him by Uncle Changyun when he is on a business trip. He doesn't know the price. I don't care if I know..."

Chen Yuntian shook his head: "It's too expensive, I'm not used to it."

"How come you can't get used to your friend's wine?" Luo Jiuqian asked back.

Chen Yuntian froze, feeling that Luo Jiuqian and Su Ying were really the same, but felt that he was a little too hypocritical.

"Then I'll... punish myself with a drink." Chen Yuntian smiled casually, took a sip from the wine glass, then closed his mouth and took a deep breath: "The taste is good, but I still can't tell why it's so expensive."

Luo Jiuqian was surprised: "Isn't drinking this kind of wine just to pretend?"

Chen Yuntian sighed: "The little girl will be excluded if she is too straightforward."

Soon, the takeaway arrived, and a big bag of takeaway was piled up on the table. Everyone snatched their own share, then adjusted the stereo and started singing!
"If Jean! You! Do it again! Live! Will you—would you love me?"

"Love~feeling~lets people have happiness~and it will also bring—"

torture! ! ! !
The melody that seemed to come from the Nine Nethers was rampaging in everyone's minds.

Su Ying held the microphone and sang in front of her, twisting and turning while singing, the air behind her was shattered, Zhang Shanshui covered her head and yelled at her own people to stop talking, Luo Jiuqian laughed out loud.

When one song ended, the prelude to the next song sounded, and everyone felt as if they had just experienced a great catastrophe.

"I finally understand why the seal at the door is for..." Xiao Wang was sweating coldly, his eyes were a little empty.

"Where's the applause?" Su Ying turned around and smiled.

Too much!You fucking want applause?

Can gunshots be okay?
"Is he a sound addict?" Zhang Shanshui asked in a low voice, wondering if he should give some caring applause.

Luo Jiuqian shook his head: "Su Ying plays the saxophone very well, but he just...um...not conscious?"

"This is too self-conscious! How the hell do you want to go to KTV like this?" Wu Xinghan, who rarely spoke, slapped his thigh, attracting a burst of agreement.

After a while, Chen Yuntian sang a song that is loyal to the country, but still full of vigor despite the vicissitudes of life, which aroused applause from all the halls.

"Little Ninth Master, is there a song?" Zhang Shanshui urged.

Luo Jiuqian was not pretentious, and directly clicked a song, followed by a soothing prelude.

"Sunshine gave up this last second, let the world be shrouded in darkness, and punished people's pride..."

"I endure the torment of the cold, and the arrogant roar of the north wind, resisting fate—"

The ethereal and dreamy singing sounded in the room, and the colored lights shone on Luo Jiuqian, making her look as beautiful as an elf.

"It sounds good!" Zhang Shanshui nodded heavily, then looked at Su Ying: "It sounds much better than your singing."

"Tsk, what does it mean to sing much better than me? I think my singing voice is on par with yours, right?" Su Ying gave a self-conscious and pertinent evaluation.

"Who the hell are you insulting?" Zhang Shanshui felt that even his personality had been trampled by Su Ying.

Suddenly, the sound of the music changed from low to high. Luo Jiuqian suddenly turned around and looked at Su Ying with a clear smile in his eyes.

"After the earth is destroyed... I still love you so much!
Recreate a new universe for you, the tenderness of the immortal..."

Beside Su Ying, Zhang Shanshui burped suddenly, and the squid in his hand suddenly tasted bad.

"Nice!"

The crowd applauded.

"One more song!" Xiao Wang booed.

"It's nice! Master Jiu has another song!" Su Ying stepped on the table with her foot on the table, holding a wine bottle in her hand, with the posture of a bold and unrestrained poet, unrestrained.

Unable to withstand the strong demands of the audience, Luo Jiuqian ordered another song.

"It seems that there is no cure for me, and I have long since died. Wanting to hug you tightly is an incurable disease...

The virus has invaded the blood, and the devil in the rotten mask said that he wants to love, wants to express love, wants to be with you again, and walk through the ages...

I have to be with you...to be able to be reborn..."

The melancholy singing was full of firmness and determination. When the song ended, Luo Jiuqian turned to look back at Su Ying. Su Ying stepped forward excitedly and grabbed the microphone.

"It's my time, it's my time!"

Luo Jiuqian turned around and sat on the sofa, his movements were very natural, his fingers were slightly stiff.

"Are you still singing?" Zhang Shanshui asked with a smile.

Luo Jiuqian smiled chicly: "I'll sing it later."

Chen Yuntian nodded: "Very good, you are still young and you have a long way to go in the future, don't worry about it for a while, he will hear it sooner or later."

Luo 9000 put his legs on the table, leaned on the sofa, and listened to Su Ying's singing with a smile on his lips.

"A glass of wine, two dimes of silver, come and join us every now and then!
If you want to talk about feelings, I am the number one in the world! "

Good songs are always so catchy, Su Ying has no place to run, Zhang Shanshui really can't find anything wrong, he can only point at a distance: "Look at it, he seems to be eating the microphone!"

Everyone sang until midnight, except for Su Ying, Zhang Shanshui and Chen Yuntian, everyone else lay flat, as if they had been wiped out at first glance.

"The two of us will take them back first." Chen Yuntian waved his hands, indicating that he was about to die.

"Stay here." Su Ying greeted.

"It can't be done." Chen Yuntian shook his head: "You have to be on standby at any time even when you are resting. Go home and tidy up for a while."

"alright."

Zhang Shanshui supported Xiao Wang and Fang Xia: "I've kept everything on WeChat, I'll come out to play some other day."

"Yeah!" Su Ying sent a few people away, and carried Luo Jiuqian upstairs with one hand.

(End of this chapter)