My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Chapter 70: Dog Food after Drunk (070)

In the end, Jiang Jiusheng, the best drinker, was drunk. Yuwen Charge and Xie Dang didn't dare to drink too much, because she was too greedy and had been drinking. She would be drunk. They both chose to be sober.

In fact, Jiang Jiusheng has a good drink and rarely gets drunk. It can be said that a thousand cups are not drunk, but she ca n’t stand the wines of this winery. After drinking eight or nine cents, she is usually calm and calm. If she ’s drunk, the contrast will be great. .

Yuwen Chong and Xie Dang both saw her drunkenness, so she didn't dare to drink more.

Jiang Jiusheng's walking was already a curve, her eyes were slightly bent, three points were blurred, and seven points of water mist, she couldn't walk a straight line, she simply squatted down, and looked up and said, "Swing, you back me back."

As soon as she drank, she called him swaying, just like his son!

Xie Dang raised her hand and rubbed her hair into a mess, crouching in front of her: "I owe you, Ancestor!"

Jiang Jiusheng had just got up and pushed Xie Dang away again. She was so strong that she almost didn't push Xie Dang down.

"Don't carry it anymore." She squatted, hugged her knees, dragged her head like a big dog, muttered, "You two, I want you two to carry me."

Yuwen charged: "I don't carry it."

Xie Dang: "I won't lift it."

Bargain!

The one squatting on the ground was already confused. There was no coldness at all, soft and cute, blinking his eyes for a long time, and then the eyelids sagged, and she fell back, she was going to sleep.

Xie Dang hurriedly grabbed her.

Jiang Jiusheng's eyelids didn't open: "Carry me."

A person who is so indifferent and casual usually changes like a person when she gets drunk. Fortunately, she is not drunk very often. There are not many people in this world who can let Jiang Jiusheng off guard against unscrupulous and greedy cups. Count one.

The relationship between the three of them is very strange, not to mention intimate, but in the end it is unusual.

Mo Bing once defined the three of them. Yuwen Charge is the one who can commit crimes for Jiang Jiusheng, Xie Dang is the one who can blame her, and Jiang Jiusheng must be the one to go to prison. Although it is exaggerated, it can be seriously counted It ’s like, it does n’t have to involve such a complicated level of love. It ’s not about the wind and the moon, it ’s just trust.

In the end, of course, it was still lifted up, two big men, one lifted one side, afraid of falling down, bowed and hunched, don't mention the embarrassment.

She poured herself well and waved her plastering hand: "Don't shake it, I'm not comfortable."

Damn, ancestor!

Xie Dang shook the sweat dripping onto his chin and grinded his back molars: "Jiang Jiusheng, you will get drunk again later, I want to control you and I am a grandson!"

"Xie Dang," Yu Wen charged, "Don't raise her hand, she's still not good."

"Oh." He quickly changed his posture.

Jiang Jiusheng was an entertainer, and he was drunk again. Xie Dang and Yu Wen's charge naturally could not send her back, but Mo Bing came to pick her up.

Mo Bing knows that Jiang Jiusheng is drunk and will sell cute, especially difficult, such as ...

She just shook the window down, and when she turned around, Jiang Jiusheng was no longer in her seat. After searching for it, she found that she was squatting in the corner, and her head was still. "

Jiang Jiusheng looked up: "Hush!" She said mysteriously, "I'm a mushroom."

Mo Bing: "..."

How can she still get a mushroom? Just let the mushroom squat all the way to Yujing Yinwan.

At the door of the community, Mo Bing got out of the car and did not find the reporter tracking. Then he turned back and pushed the car door: "Sheng Sheng, got off."

She looked up, confused: "Huh?"

"Home, come down."

She walked down, walked a few steps, and then crouched down by the road again.

Mo Bing quickly closed the door and hurried to help: "My grandmother, what's wrong?"

She hugged her knees and looked seriously: "I'm still a mushroom."

"..."

Mo Bing couldn't take her anymore and called Xiao Qiao. She walked around the district with her left and right. When she just walked to the streetlight of the green belt, she suddenly barked: "Wang!"

Frightened Mo Bing jumped and looked up, a fat dog with a flat head ran over and rushed at her: "Wang Wang!"

This dog's hair style is really ugly and ugly!

Mo Bing looked up at the past. Sure enough, Gudang Changying was independent, and Wan Shuhua was blooming. It was Shi Jin. No matter how many times he looked at the skin, it was exquisite and shocking.

"Doctor Shi."

Xiao Qiao followed Mo Bing and greeted him.

Shi Jin came from the street lamp, his eyes were fragmented light, approached, his eyes fell on Jiang Jiusheng, his shadowy eyes slowly glared.

He asked Mo Bing: "What happened to Sheng Sheng?"

"It's okay, drink a few more drinks."

He hesitated and asked politely and casually, "Do I need my help?"

Not presumptuous, very self-contained.

Mo Bing shook his head and refused: "The doctor is no longer in trouble."

Just finished speaking—

Jiang Jiusheng suddenly raised his head, peach blossom eyes narrowed: "Shi Jin, hug."

Mo Bing: "..."

Xiao Qiao: "..."

Shi Jin smiled and walked over: "Give me."

Without waiting for Mo Bingsong's hand, Jiang Jiusheng flew over, she was staggering, Shi Jin quickly supported her waist, she embraced his neck, and said to Shi Jin seriously: "You hug me, I Just give you a lot of autographed photos. "

Mo Bing: This must be a fake Jiang Jiusheng.

When others are drunk, they are either making trouble or sleeping. It was a foul to pour out the cute brain that hadn't been sold in more than 20 years.

At that time, the doctor had a good temper and coaxed her to stay calm.

Jiang Jiusheng wouldn't move, staggering and stubbornly asking, "Shi Jin, do you want me to sign you now?"

Shi Jin patted her head: "Well, let's go back to sign." Then Jiang Jiusheng was good, and he turned back to Mo Bing, "Be careful on the road."

Then, Shi Jin was half holding and holding Jiang Jiusheng to walk to the seventh building of the community, Jiang Bomei walked in the front to lead the way, from time to time, two words.

Mo Bing: "..."

It seemed natural, but what was wrong, the sense of sight of the family of three was strange.

Jiang Jiusheng's warm and soft cigarette and wine voice, low, with a bubble sound: "Shi Jin, do you like me singing?"

"Yes, I like it."

"Then I will sing for you."

She cleared her throat and sang a few slow ballads. Mo Bing heard it. It was the title song of the new album, a love ballad. This was Jiang Jiusheng's first song of love. It was very touching.

At last, the slightly hoarse voice was particularly touching at night.

However, she only sang a few words and couldn't wait to ask Shi Jin: "Does it sound good?" Blinking eyes, like a little child waiting for praise.

Shi Jin smiled shallowly: "Nice."

Her eyes are curved, like a crescent moon surrounded by stars in the sky, looking at Shi Jin intently and asking him: "Shi Jin, will you be my fan tomorrow too?"

"it is good."

"You will be my fan every day."

"Ok."

Jiang Jiusheng hummed happily and said with satisfaction: "Then I will give you fan welfare every day."

"it is good."

She smiled happily: "That hand touched me."

Shi Jin held her in one hand and handed the other.

She hugged it, kissed his palm, and buried her face, but rubbed her: "I like your hand the most."

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