The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Wan Meimei, who was holding the microphone, suddenly raised her hand, "Ouch!" With a wolf howl, she rolled over from the sofa to the ground, and began to twist and crawl.

While climbing, he sang: "Just now! I captured a few demons! And! I captured a few demons again! There are so many monsters and demons - why are they so spicy -!"

Tang Jiao: "......"

If I couldn't afford to lose this person, I really wanted to call the police and ask the police for help.

Tang Jiao snatched all the wine and carried it away, covering it with pillows. Ye Xuewei lost sight and sat on the ground in a daze.

Okay, let’s stop for now.

Tang Jiao shook his dizzy head, rolled up his sleeves, and went to catch Wan Meimei who had quickly climbed to the door.

If she were to crawl out, this conspicuous bag would be visible on the Internet tomorrow.

"Get up, the plums are up, the ground is so dirty."

Tang Jiao himself drank a little, and his hands were weak. It took a lot of effort to drag Wan Meimei to the wall and lean against it. He reached out and took out her mobile phone, unlocked it and looked for someone.

"Where's my microphone? Um...where's my microphone?"

Wan Meimei fumbled around to find the microphone.

Holding Tang Jiao's legs with one hand and the trash can at the base of the wall with the other, he sang the legend of White Snake loudly and off-key.

"Ah, ah, ah~~ah, ah, ah~"

It was the first time that Tang Jiao felt so tired. She dragged her legs and found the phone number marked "Vicious Tongue Brother" and contacted Wan Meimei's family.

Fifteen minutes later, Wan Meimei was taken away by a tall man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a sinister expression, and smelling of disinfectant.

Of course, classmate Tang Jiao asked the other party to show his ID card in a confused yet rigorous manner.

With a look of impatience on his face, the man squinted to recognize the word "Wanyou", then stretched his arm towards the door and let go.

After getting rid of one of them, Tang Jiao felt the drunkenness begin to slowly creep into his head, and the scene in front of him began to shake slightly, as if he was standing on a lake.

She turned around and saw that Ye Xuewei, who was sitting obediently on the ground, had discovered her hiding place of wine and started drinking again.

God.

This person who is usually cold and arrogant should not be too aggressive when drinking!

Tang Jiao walked over quickly with his legs wobbly. After a struggle, he grabbed the wine and unlocked Ye Xuewei's cell phone.

Ye Xuewei is the only daughter in the family, so she can only contact her parents to pick her up.

Tang Jiao secretly sweated as he thought of the two teachers who were quite strict in school.

Fortunately, Uncle Ye's voice on the other end of the phone was very calm, and he said he would be there in 10 minutes and asked Tang Jiao to look after him.

The time for the private room has come.

Tang Jiao put on her coat and bag, and then hung Ye Xuewei's bag around her neck.

He used force to help Ye Xuewei, who was blushing and drunken and silent, up, and the two of them stumbled out.

This drunk man was really dead. When he walked to the corridor, Tang Jiao was already sweating hard in the winter.

"Xuewei, try harder, oh, I'm dizzy."

It was difficult for the Tang family to carry it, and they stumbled, their body tilted, and they hit the wall with Ye Xuewei.

"hiss……"

Tang Jiao's arm hit a numb muscle and he couldn't exert any strength, so Ye Xuewei slipped down.

The next second, a big hand reached out and grabbed Ye Xuewei's arm.

"Why are you here?!"

Ma Tianxi pulled the almost drunk Ye Xuewei up with one hand and glared at the two of them.

Tang Jiao shook his arms, his eyes feeling dizzy.

She wrinkled her eyes hard and looked at the person. It took a few seconds before she realized: "Oh - Ma Tianxi?"

As soon as his eyes moved, he saw Ma Tianxi holding the other hand next to him.

Squinting his eyes, he recognized: "Oh - Sayuri?"

Listening to this sound, you are not far from being drunk.

Sayuri quickly came over and supported Tang Jiao.

"Senior Tang Jiao, are you here to drink, are you two?"

Tang Jiao waved his hand, his eyes straightened, and he stretched out a straight finger: "No! There is one more."

"Senior Wan Meimei?"

"Yeah yeah yeah."

Tang Jiao nodded vigorously, with an expression as if he could be taught.

Sayuri looked back and saw no one, so she was a little worried: "What about Senior Wan?"

Tang Jiao leaned half against her, his feet softened, and pointed at the ceiling and said, "Let's go, turn into a lucky butterfly and fly away."

Sayuri: "..."

She held Tang Jiao steady, turned to look at her boyfriend, and said sadly:

"Xixi, what should we do? The seniors are all drunk."

Ma Tianxi's face looked extremely ugly at the moment.

He glared at Ye Xuewei, whose face was flushed and her eyes were blurred, with a gloomy face, and his palms were so strong that he almost cut off her slender arm.

Ye Xuewei, who was originally weak, frowned in pain and raised her neck with difficulty to look at the person who roughly grabbed her.

When he saw Ma Tianxi's face, his originally expressionless drunken expression revealed a somewhat aggrieved look.

"pain……"

Ma Tianxi seemed not to hear anything, but still stared at her with a sullen face.

"Xixi? What's wrong with you?"

Sayuri looked at Ma Tianxi with confusion, whose expression was completely different from before.

"It's nothing."

Ma Tianxi withdrew his eyes and pulled up Ye Xuewei, who was sliding down like a noodle.

The usually cold and arrogant eldest lady from a scholarly family had never behaved in such a ridiculous manner. He had never dared to take her to drink, and now she was so drunk in such a mixed place!

Ma Tianxi couldn't help but frown.

Ye Xuewei was really pinched and hurt. She looked at Ma Tianxi's face longingly, frowned, and actually shed tears, her voice was pitifully soft.

"You pinched me so much..."

Ma Tianxi immediately let go of his hand as if he had been burned.

Ye Xuewei lost her support and sat down on the ground, leaning against the wall.

"Ouch! Xixi, what are you doing! Senior sister fell down, help her up quickly."

Tang Jiao, whose face was also flushed, suddenly became disgusted. He pointed at the wall behind Ma Tianxi and cursed in agreement:

"You blind person, what are you doing!"

"If you dare to bully Ren, I'll beat you to the point where you'll fall to pieces and fall into agony!"

The wall where innocent people are scolded and have nowhere to redress their grievances:...

When Ma Tianxi saw Ye Xuewei fall, he quickly stretched out his hand to help her up, but two voices that were familiar to him came from in front of him.

"there!"

"Xiaowei!"

Ma Tianxi's hand immediately stopped.

He slowly straightened up and looked at the two middle-aged men and women with elegant temperament who were walking quickly towards this side.

Ye Xuewei's parents quickly helped their daughter up. When they saw that her face was red from drinking and she was unconscious, they suddenly became anxious and angry.

Mother Ye couldn't help but patted her daughter's arm lightly, "You kid! Why are you so drunk!"

Father Ye, who wore glasses and had a rather solemn temperament, turned to look at Ma Tianxi, as if there was invisible pressure in his eyes.

Ma Tianxi's blank face felt awkward and stiff for a moment, and he said hello bravely.

"Uncle Ye, Aunt Ye."

Father Ye said in a deep voice: "Tianxi, did you bring us Xiaowei to a place like this to drink like this?"

Ma Tianxi's throat was blocked and he was speechless for a moment.