My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

In the end, Jiang Jiusheng, who had the best drinker, got drunk. Yuwen Chongchong and Xie Dang didn't dare to drink too much, because she was too greedy, and if she kept drinking, she would definitely get drunk.

In fact, Jiang Jiusheng has a good capacity for alcohol and seldom gets drunk. It can be said that she will never get drunk after a thousand glasses, but after all, she can't stand the thousands of fine wines in this winery. .

Both Yuwen Chongchong and Xie Dang had seen her drunk, so they didn't dare to drink more.

Jiang Jiusheng was already walking in a curve, her eyes were slightly drunk, three parts blurred and seven parts misty. She couldn't walk in a straight line, so she simply squatted down, raised her head and said, Dangdang, carry me back.

Whenever she drank too much, she called him to hang out, just like his old man!

Xie Dang raised his hand and rubbed her hair into a mess, squatting in front of her: I owe you, ancestor!

Just as Jiang Jiusheng got on the ground, she pushed Xie Dang away again. Her hands were so strong that she almost pushed Xie Dang to the ground.

Stop carrying it. She squatted, hugged her knees, drooped her head like a big dog, and muttered, You two, I want you two to lift me.

Yuwen Chong charged: I won't lift it.

Xie Dang: I don't lift it either.

Price drop!

The one squatting on the ground was already dazed, she didn't have any of her usual coldness and indifference, she was soft and cute, her eyes blinked for a long time, then her eyelids drooped, and she fell back, she wanted to sleep here.

Xie Dang hurriedly grabbed her.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't even open his eyes: Carry me.

A person who is usually so indifferent and casual, why does he seem to be a different person when he gets drunk? Fortunately, she doesn't get drunk very often. There are not many people in this world who can let her guard down Jiang Jiusheng and drink freely. Xie Dang counts as one, and Yuwen charges Count one.

The relationship between the three of them is very strange, not intimate, but it is unusual after all.

Mo Bing once defined the three of them in this way. Yuwen Chong is the one who can commit crimes for Jiang Jiusheng, Xie Dang is the one who can take the blame for her, and Jiang Jiusheng must be the one who went to jail. Although it is exaggerated, it can be taken seriously. It sounds like that, it doesn't need to involve such a complicated level of love, it has nothing to do with love, it's just trust.

In the end, of course it was lifted. Two big men, each lifting one side, were hunched over for fear of falling on her, not to mention how embarrassing they were.

She was fine, and waved her hand on the plaster: Don't shake, I don't feel well.

Damn, ancestor!

Xie Dang shook off the sweat dripping down his chin, and gritted his molars: Jiang Jiusheng, try to get drunk again later, I'll take care of you, I'm the grandson!

Xie Dang, Yuwen Chong charged reminded, Don't raise her hand, it's not healed yet.

Oh. He quickly changed his position.

Jiang Jiusheng was an entertainer, and she was drunk again. Naturally, Xie Dang and Yuwen Chong couldn't send her back. Mo Bing came to pick her up.

Mo Bing knew that Jiang Jiusheng would act cute when he was drunk, which was especially difficult, for example...

She had just rolled down the car window, and when she turned her head, Jiang Jiusheng was no longer in the seat. After searching for a while, she found that she was squatting in a corner, with her head lowered and motionless, and Mo Bing asked her, What are you squatting there for?

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

Mo Bing: ...

How else could she take a mushroom? Just let the mushroom squat all the way to Yujing Yinwan.

At the gate of the community, Mo Bing got out of the car first, but didn't find the reporter following him, so he turned back and opened the door: Shengsheng, get out of the car.

She looked up, confused: Huh?

I'm home, come down.

She walked down, walked crookedly for a few steps, and then crouched on the side of the road again.

Mo Bing quickly closed the car door, and hurried to help: My little aunt, what's the matter?

She hugged her knees with a serious face: I'm still a mushroom.

...

Mo Bing couldn't do anything with her, so he called Xiao Qiao, and carried her to the community from left to right. Just as he reached the street light in the green belt, a dog barked suddenly: Wow!

Mo Bing was startled, and when she looked up, a fat dog with a cropped head ran over and said to her, Wow!

This dog's hairstyle is really ugly, so ugly!

Mo Bing looked up, and sure enough, the solitary lantern and long shadow were alone, and the trees were in full bloom. It was Shi Jin. No matter how many times he looked at his skin, it was still shockingly exquisite.

Doctor Time.

Xiao Qiao followed Mo Bing and also greeted him.

Shi Jin came from the street lamp, his eyes were filled with fragments of light, as he approached, his eyes fell on Jiang Jiusheng, his shadowy eyes slowly congealed.

He asked Mo Bing: What happened to Shengsheng?

It's okay, I drank a few more glasses.

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

Not presumptuous, very self-restraint.

Mo Bing shook his head and declined politely: It's time for the doctor if you don't bother.

Just finished speaking——

Jiang Jiusheng raised his head suddenly, squinting his peach blossom eyes: Shi Jin, hug me.

Mo Bing: ...

Little Joe: ...

Shi Jin smiled and walked over: Give it to me.

Before Mo Bing let go, Jiang Jiusheng rushed over. She staggered, Shi Jin quickly grabbed her waist, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, and said to Shi Jin solemnly: You hug me, I will I'll give you a lot of autographed photos.

Mo Bing: This must be a fake Jiang Jiusheng.

When others are drunk, they either make trouble or sleep, but she is fine, she is cute! It's a foul to pour out the cuteness that hasn't been sold for more than 20 years.

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

How could Jiang Jiusheng really not move, staggered and twisted, and asked very stubbornly: Shi Jin, do you want me to sign for you now?

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

Then, Shi Jin half hugged and half supported Jiang Jiusheng and walked towards the seventh building of the community. Jiang Bomei walked in front and led the way, barking from time to time.

Mo Bing: ...

It seems to go with the flow, but there is something wrong, the sense of sight of the family of three is very strange.

Jiang Jiusheng's soft tobacco and alcohol voice was low and bubbly: Shi Jin, do you like my singing?

Yes, I like it.

Then I'll sing for you.

She cleared her throat and sang a few slow ballads. Mo Bing recognized that it was the title song of the new album, a love ballad. This was the first time Jiang Jiusheng wrote a love song, and it was very touching.

Finally, the slightly hoarse voice is particularly moving at night.

However, she only sang a few lines, and couldn't wait to ask Shi Jin: Does it sound good? She blinked her eyes like a child waiting for praise.

Shi Jin smiled shallowly: It sounds good.

Her eyes were bent, like a crescent moon surrounded by stars in the sky, she looked at Shi Jin intently, and asked him: Shi Jin, can you be my fan tomorrow too?

good.

You will be my fan every day from now on.

Um.

Jiang Jiusheng hummed a few tunes happily, and said contentedly, Then I will give you fan benefits every day.

good.

She smiled very happily: Give me that hand.

Shi Jin hugged her with one hand and handed her the other.

She hugged him, kissed his palm, and then buried her face in it, but said vigorously: I like your hand the most.

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