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Zhai Xin half dragged and half hugged the octopus out of the restaurant.

The clerk who called him respectfully escorted them out and helped put Sang Xiaohua on the co-pilot.

"Thank you." Zhai Xin said, "My friend has troubled you."

"It's okay." Su Nuo looked upright, "This is what we should do, the customer is God!"

Sang Xiaohua lay on the window and shouted: "Let me out! Let me out!"

"..." Zhai Xin got into the car and covered his mouth.

"Let me out—mmmm—"

"I'll let you go if you're obedient, or I won't take you back, understand?"

Sang Xiaohua nodded.

Zhai Xin let go of his hand, and Sang Xiaohua sang loudly: "Blow, blow, my pride and indulgence—"

Zhai Xin covered his mouth again.

Su Nuo stood on the spot and silently recorded a video, and sent it to Sang Xiaohua on WeChat.A side note: I wish you happiness.

Zhai Xin's car drove away amidst Sang Xiaohua's various disturbances.

"Where are we going?" Sang Xiaohua was tired from the fuss and sat on the seat.

Zhai Xin: "Go home."

Sang Xiaohua shook her head: "I don't want to go home!"

"Why not?" Zhai Xin slowly slowed down to the apartment after another intersection.

"I'm going to see the Great God when I get home, I don't want to see him now!"

Zhai Xin raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you want to see him? You don't like him?"

Sang Xiaohua shook her head again: "It's not that I don't like it."

He lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, Zhai Xin couldn't hear clearly, and while he was distracted by the road conditions, he simply ignored Sang Xiaohua, drove the car back to the community in one breath, and parked the car between two Buicks.

He turned his head to look at Sang Xiaohua, who was snoring: "..."

Little drunk.

He unbuckled Sang Xiaohua's seat belt, walked out of the car door, walked around to the co-pilot and carried Sang Xiaohua out.Sang Xiaohua looked thin, but unexpectedly she was quite heavy, so heavy that her arms were smashed.

He had no choice but to change his posture, put Sang Xiaohua on his back, put his arms around his arms, and support his legs to lift him up.

Sang Xiaohua woke up from the bumpy feeling of being carried on his back.

He looked up at the dark head in front of him, and reached out to stroke his hair.Zhai Xin was made a little sluggish by this action of rubbing his hair, so he stopped and stood where he was.

"Are you awake?" Zhai Xin said, "How do you feel?"

Sang Xiaohua's face rubbed hard against his back.Zhai Xin felt a little itchy, he wanted to look back, but Sang Xiaohua slipped off his back.He turned around and supported Sang Xiaohua.

"Can you walk by yourself?" Zhai Xin looked down at him, "Do you need me to support you?"

Sang Xiaohua put her arms around his neck and looked at him without blinking.This clear look gave Zhai Xin the illusion that he was sober now.

"Zhai Xin." Sang Xiaohua opened his mouth, and clearly revealed his name word by word.

"Yeah." Zhai Xin said, "It's me."

Sang Xiaohua called out again: "Zhai Xin."

"Well, I'm here." Zhai Xin's neck was a little uncomfortable, and he pulled a little distance away, wanting Sang Xiaohua to let go.

Sang Xiaohua hugged him even tighter, not just hugging, he also moved closer to his face, and came face to face with Zhai Xin at a slight distance.

Boom, boom, boom.For some reason, Zhai Xin couldn't move his eyes away. He looked down at Sang Xiaohua's lips, as if looking forward to what would happen next.

Sang Xiaohua blew a long breath of fairy air into his face.

Zhai Xin: "..."

What is this development!

Sang Xiaohua laughed loudly: "Hahaha! I've been fooled!"

Zhai Xin took a deep breath: don't be angry with a drunk, don't be angry with a drunk, don't be angry with a drunk... Demeanor, demeanor.

Sang Xiaohua let go, staggered a few steps, and then grabbed Zhai Xin's arm: "God, let's go drink."

"What do you want to do after drinking?" Zhai Xin led him to the apartment, "What do you want to drink?"

"After drinking, you can have papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa papa!" Sang Xiaohua ran the train on her mouth and hiccupped: "Hic~comfortable~"

Zhai Xin: "..."

"Where are you taking me, man?"

"Go back to your house." Zhai Xin helped him upstairs, and Sang Xiaohua was still hanging on him like a sandbag.

"Then you have to be quiet and not be discovered by the Great God."

Zhai Xin was helpless and funny, he asked Sang Xiaohua: "Who am I?"

"You are a male god." Sang Xiaohua replied honestly.

Zhai Xin: "Who is the male god?"

"The male god is a great god."

Zhai Xin smiled: "The male god and the great god are the same person?"

"No." Sang Xiaohua refuted him solemnly, "Male gods are more handsome!"

Zhai Xin closed his mouth to hold back his laughter, he lifted Sang Xiaohua up vigorously: "Okay, we're at your house."

Sang Xiaohua took the initiative to lie on the door, knocking on the door and shouting: "Sang Baier! Open the door!"

The door didn't move.

"Sang Xiaobai is not at home." Sang Xiaohua continued to knock on the door, "Sang Xiaobai doesn't want me anymore....Open the door! Sang Baier!"

Zhai Xin: "..."

He stepped forward to wrap Sang Xiaohua's paws. "Don't you have the key?"

"Oh..." Sang Xiaohua looked down in her pocket, took out the key, and waved it in front of Zhai Xin as if begging for a reward: "I brought it!"

"..." Zhai Xin took the key and opened the door, pushing Sang Xiaohua in.Sang Xiaohua threw herself down on the sofa not far away very consciously, rolling contentedly.

It can be regarded as sending this little ancestor home.Zhai Xin felt that he was more tired than running ten kilometers. How could there be a person who can act like a demon when he is drunk?

He looked at Sang Xiaohua lying on the sofa with his belly exposed, and felt that it was not good to leave him here like this.If you sleep like this, you may have a fever of 39 degrees tomorrow.

Maybe it's because he just moved here—thinking about it, it's been less than a month since Sang Xiaohua moved here—the layout of this room is relatively monotonous, with only the most basic furniture and no TV set, which is especially suitable for a single person. man's situation.

He saw the water dispenser by the side where the TV was supposed to be, and went over to fetch a glass of water for Sang Xiaohua.Sang Xiaohua took it and drank it in two sips.

Zhai Xin suddenly felt a little thirsty.

"Go to sleep in your room, it's cold here." He put the cup back on the tea table, "Can you stand up?"

It was obvious that Sang Xiaohua didn't want to stand up, so he lay down on the sofa and moaned a few times.Zhai Xin said "excuse me", and went to Sang Xiaohua's room to take out the quilt on the bed.Sang Xiaohua's room was a bit messy, he could step on a small thing in two steps, it was soft, it should be a sock or something else.

He covered Sang Xiaohua with the quilt, and looked down at his sleeping face for a while.Sang Xiaohua seemed to be talking in sleep: "Male god."

"Yeah." Zhai Xin replied, not sure if Sang Xiaohua could hear her or not.

"I like you so much..." Sang Xiaohua said softly, "I like you so much."

"Oh." Zhai Xin laughed silently, and he poked Sang Xiaohua's head, "Then you have some action, you procrastinator."

Sang Xiaohua smacked her lips.