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

Tang Jiao's cheeks were slightly red, and he filled the entire enamel cup with an astonishing capacity with a smile.

The red wine bottle that was already missing a section was filled with half of it.

She sat on the ground, holding an enamel cup, her legs spread out on the ground, and her back resting comfortably on the legs of the sofa.

He raised his head and drank a few big gulps.

After drinking, he burped.

"F...fu what?"

She squinted her eyes slightly and stretched out her index finger like an antenna, wondering what she was thinking about.

"Mobile phone... mobile phone, where is my mobile phone?"

He put down the enamel red wine glass with a bang, groped around on the ground with his hands, and found the remote control.

He lowered his neck and squinted his eyes to look closely.

Well...not a cell phone.

I threw it casually with my backhand, and the remote control fell to the ground, and the battery was separated.

The culprit is also persistently looking for the phone.

When he finally found his cell phone from under the pillow, Tang Jiao grinned again.

He only laughed twice and then stopped, staring at the phone screen with a very serious look on his slightly red face.

Holding his hands, he pressed the keys with his fingers uncontrollably, "F... Freer..."

She read at an extremely slow speed after reading the first Baidu Encyclopedia result. After a while, she shouted "cut~!" and threw the phone away.

"What does this mean? Xiao Jingchuan is much more handsome!"

Tang Jiao picked up the big enamel cup at his hand, raised his head and took another step.

Pudding squatted on the highest point of the cat climbing frame, turned his face and looked here, with a look of embarrassment on his beautiful cat face.

After Tang Jiao finished a bottle of enamel red wine, he boldly threw away the enamel cup that had not left any drop.

I tried to stand up with my hands on my hands, but the world was spinning in front of my eyes, and I almost fell down!

"Ouch! Ouch!"

She ouched a few times and touched the floor with her hands.

He leaned his back against the sofa and slowly turned around, put his hands on the sofa, knelt down, stuck his butt out, and stood up slowly.

Pudding was lying on the cat climbing frame, his ears pricked up, and he continued to observe the strange behaviors of drunk humans.

Tang Jiao struggled hard with his arms and legs, and finally stood up.

Looking at the slightly undulating light beige wall panel in front of him, he smiled "wisely".

Even if you are drunk, your wisdom and thoughts will not slip!

She stepped on the pillows and bags on the floor, and walked to the bedroom with a swaying but clear purpose.

After a while, there were clanging, clanging, and ping-pong-pang noises coming from inside. The noise was comparable to that of demolishing a house.

Pudding stretched his neck and looked around, his big blue eyes opening wider and wider.

The screen of the mobile phone that was lying pitifully on the floor of the living room turned on, and it rang silently for a long time before going off.

After a while, it lit up again persistently.

Tang Jiao carried a nanmu box two palms wide, walked out unsteadily, and sat back on the ground.

After a while, the blush on her cheeks became more obvious.

She lowered her head, put the box between her legs, and fumbled with her fingers at the opening for a while before opening it.

When he saw the neatly arranged things inside, his drunken eyes suddenly lit up.

She rubbed her little hands together with a smile, took out a pile, and started counting.

“1、2、3、……99、100……嗯？不对……”

He tilted his drunken head and started counting again. While counting, he nodded his head again.

"...329...498, 499...648..."

When Xiao Jingchuan entered, this was what he saw.

He breathed a sigh of relief first, then looked around the somewhat messy living room, and then back to Tang Jiao, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground counting money.

There is a strong smell of red wine in the air.

He frowned lightly, raised his legs and walked over, "Have you been drinking?"

Tang Jiao raised his face when he heard the voice, and tried hard to focus his slightly scattered vision. After seeing the person clearly, he raised his thin eyebrows and pointed hard with his arm.

"Standing pig!"

Her speech was not clear and she sounded drunk, but she was very strong.

Xiao Jingchuan stopped and watched as Tang Jiao moved the wooden box filled with Grandpa Mao between his legs and stood up while leaning on the sofa.

"What's wrong? Be careful, don't fall."

He stretched out his hand from a distance to tell Tang Jiao to be careful.

Tang Jiao almost fell down, but he kept pointing at him fiercely and refused to move.

Xiao Jingchuan could only stand.

The sleeves of the white shirt were pulled up to the elbows because he was anxious on the way back, revealing his well-proportioned and strong arms. The tie was pulled off in the car, and the three buttons of the collar were open, and the brown-black chain rope was looming around the white neck.

With wide shoulders and long legs, and looming muscle lines, she is completely elegant and sexy.

However, the drunk cat Tang Jiao couldn't notice it at this moment.

She stood up and walked toward Xiao Jingchuan with swaying steps.

He walked out of an S shape, but stretched his arms all the way to Xiao Jingchuan, and finally his fingers heavily poked at the strong chest wrapped in a white shirt.

"mud!"

"Why don't you answer the phone?"

She had a rosy little face, and her hazy eyes tried to focus on something serious.

Just by sticking your tongue out, your intimidation is greatly reduced.

Xiao Jingchuan raised his hand to support her and explained in a warm voice: "We happened to be in a meeting, and Zhang Qi took his cell phone to charge. Why did you drink so much?"

He stretched out his hand to pick up Tang Jiao, who was standing unsteadily, but she waved her hand away and shouted: "No hugging allowed!"

"The words, the words have not yet been spoken!"

The expression on Xiao Jingchuan's face was slightly restrained, he supported her and coaxed helplessly:

"Are you dizzy? Brother will carry you to the sofa first, and let's sit down and talk, okay?"

Tang Jiao's eyes were indeed spinning.

In her eyes, Xiao Jingchuan gradually differentiated from one person into two, three, or four, and even became crooked and ugly.

Tang Jiao frowned, wrinkled his eyes hard, and then opened them again.

Okay, it's back to one, although it looks blurry around the edges.

She burped, nodded her head sharply, raised her arms, and said with dignity:

"Okay...let me sit down first! Hiccup!"

Xiao Jingchuan was amused by her drunken but easy-to-negotiate appearance. He picked her up and walked to the sofa in a few steps to put her down.

This year, Tang Jiao occasionally drank a few sips of wine, and Xiao Jingchuan was always by his side. The symptoms of his drunken madness had also improved, and he no longer looked like a troubled person who would cry and fight with others at every turn.

As for the amount of alcohol...

I just managed to get a little better. It's still easy to get drunk, but it's faster to sober up.

As soon as Tang Jiao's butt touched the sofa, he quickly turned around and crawled a little further away, separating the boundary between Chu River and Han Dynasty with Xiao Jingchuan.

He is very skilled in killing the donkey with one move.

With a sullen face, he still remembered to find someone to settle the score with.

Xiao Jingchuan was really confused.

When he came out of the meeting, Zhang Qi hurriedly handed him his cell phone and said that Tang Jiao had hung up the phone in anger.

He immediately picked up the phone and called back, and sure enough, no one answered.

Tang Jiaoke had never been so angry that he refused to answer the phone. Xiao Jingchuan ran away without even having time to explain.

On the way back by car, he made many more phone calls, but nothing happened. If the driver Lin Hai hadn't reported that Tang Jiao had gone home, he would have been so anxious that he would have blisters on his mouth.