Shin's painter

Why did God treat her so cruelly?

This piercing pain even surpassed death.

The fire light is getting weaker and weaker, just like her life.

Suddenly, the fire shook violently, as if it wanted to burn all its energy at the last moment.A black shadow suddenly rushed into the field of vision at the brightest moment, and hugged the woman by the wall.

Sun Ling was stunned, and slowly raised her face, her bright eyes were filled with tears, which rolled down countless times with every movement.In a daze, she actually saw Painter Shen.

what,

Is this a fleeting glimpse before death?

How did she see her little face again?

The artist held her face and shouted excitedly: "Sun Ling...Sun Ling...we are saved! There is no unparalleled road! Sun Ling, we will all live!"

A pungent smell of alcohol rushed to his face, which woke up Sun Ling's confused brain nerves, and he suddenly became sober!

She asked, "Why are you back?"

She deliberately scared her away to keep her alive!Just seeing her come back, my heart felt inexplicably warm, mixed with sorrow and joy, the feeling was unspeakable.

"Uh!"

Shen Xiaozhi hiccupped and said with a smile: "I found some jars of old wine in the cave ahead, I...we saved Sun Ling!"

As long as there is water to replenish, they will be able to walk out alive.

The painter was full of confidence.

It's a pity that the woman in her arms had the idea of ​​pushing her away for the first time, she turned her face away to avoid the attack of the alcohol, so as not to faint on the ground.

That day after she passed out drunk in the Muxiang Restaurant, she gritted her teeth and went through special training. Although she didn't faint from the smell of alcohol, she was still overwhelmed by alcohol.

The woman pretended to be displeased and asked, "What are you doing back?"

"You think I'll leave you alone?" Shen Xiaozhi asked with a smile.

The woman snorted softly, unwilling to admit it.

"What's the use of having a hard mouth? Look," the painter picked up the hot teardrop with his fingertips and put it in front of her and asked, "Haha...do you see what this is?"

She was so frightened that she cried like a baby.

Sun Lingjun blushed and lowered his eyes, using the darkness to hide his embarrassment.

Shen Xiaozhi knew that she was shy, so she didn't tease her. "Don't you keep saying that we are lovers? How could I leave my lover behind! Fool!"

After that, he grabbed her hand, helped her up and said, "Let's go!"

Happiness came so fast and so suddenly that it confused Sun Ling and forced her to ask: "Sister Xiaozhi, are you... are you drunk?!"

"Hahaha……"

The painter raised his head and laughed loudly, hugging her and laughing endlessly.

Sun Ling called helplessly: "Sister Xiaozhi?!"

The artist asked back: "Hahaha... Do I seem to be drunk?"

The woman nodded.

It is impossible for Painter Shen to take the initiative to touch her body when he is awake. Her behavior is natural and gentle, as if the two are lovers who have been in love for many years.

If it wasn't a dream, then she was drunk!

Compared with other drinkers, Shen Xiaozhi's drinking capacity is not astonishing, a few jars of wine can't make her drunk, not to mention that she was afraid that something would happen to Sun Ling, so she just took a few sips in a hurry, about half of the jar.

How could half a jug of wine make her drunk? !

She was sure she wasn't drunk.

It's just that she ignores her own situation. She has been severely dehydrated for the past two days and one night. She is hungry and tired. She takes a sip of wine, like rain after a long drought.

A bite comparable to an ordinary altar.

This half jar of wine is equal to more than [-] jars of spirits, how can it not make people drunk!

Even if Painter Shen wasn't drunk, he was a little bit drunk, his whole body was in a trance, and his speech was out of control.

Shen Xiaozhi lifted Sun Ling's pretty jaw, and asked angrily, "Sun Ling, you said I was drunk?! I'm Shen's painter! How could I be drunk after drinking half a jar of wine!"

Alcohol attack.

Sun Ling turned her face away forcefully, avoiding the smell of alcohol.

Talking about countless drunkards in ancient China and abroad, ranging from literati and inkmen to traffickers and pawns, who was willing to admit that he was drunk when he was drunk.

They will only give the same eternal words: I'm drunk?I am not drunk!

Now, Sun Ling finally learned how powerful alcoholics are.

Seeing her dodging, Master Shen, who said he wouldn't get drunk, straightened her handsome face and asked word by word: "Take a good look at me, why do I look drunk?"

After finishing speaking, the goose egg face suddenly approached, and the two were only a finger away.

"If you're not drunk, would you dare to kiss me?" Sun Ling bet that she was drunk, and boldly proposed.

The painter smirked twice, without hesitation, raised his head and kissed her, then backed away, and asked triumphantly, "Look, I'm not drunk! I can see your face clearly!"

Flying to Yanfu, an excellent opportunity.

It's a pity that this woman never drank alcohol, and she didn't even dare to think about counterattacking.Sun Ling pursed her lips, fearing that the smell of alcohol would overwhelm her and she would faint on the spot.

One person getting drunk is enough to cause trouble, but she can't imagine the situation of two people falling down.

As if afraid that she would not refute.

Painter Shen moved closer and kissed her forehead again, leaning against her forehead, and said with a smile, "I'm not drunk!"

Sun Ling hurriedly opened the distance between the two of them. The pure and undefended painter Shen is the most alluring, making people want to tear themselves apart, but the timing is not right.

She sighed helplessly. "Yes, you are not drunk, I was wrong!"

The painter snorted dissatisfied, and pouted his mouth: "I... I'm not drunk! I'm not drunk!" The crisp voice was as sweet as singing, which made people unable to get angry.