Weird Gacha Machine

Eight small dishes, two beers.The two are evenly matched.

Yin Mu felt that his stomach was about to burst, and he ran to the bathroom no less than ten times.

"Xiao Yin, you can't do it." Police officer Su asked you to straighten your tongue before speaking, but the man hadn't enjoyed himself yet, and in a blink of an eye he yelled for the waiter to open another one.

"Don't, don't, don't drink." Yin Mu hurriedly stopped him, and if he drank any more, he would die.

Apparently the more drunk person was Yin Mu, at least Su Rang could barely speak, and Yin Mu could barely walk.

"Xiao Yin, where do you live? I'll take you back." Su Rang staggered along the alley, supporting the man who was about to throw himself to the ground.

"Lianhua Yayuan." It's just that he can't walk, but his mind is still clear.This credit has to be attributed to Brother Qiao.

When it was delivered to the door of the house, Yin Mu suddenly made a decision, I will go to change the garbage lock into a password tomorrow,

Damn, where are the keys!

Su Rang also decided that he lived alone, and let him sit on the ground and grope all over his body.

"Officer Su... I have a mobile phone, you can call Brother Qiao." Yin Mu handed over his mobile phone.

Su Rang's expression turned ugly for a moment, but it was short-lived, and no one answered after the ringing.

Well, Song Qingqiao has already reached a state of ecstasy now, even turning a deaf ear to the phone ringing.

Under the influence of alcohol, Yin Mu stood up vigorously and knocked on the door.

"Song Qingqiao! Open the door for me!"

Who can imagine what is going on in Police Officer Su's mind now, what kind of shit, Xiao Yin came to Song Qingqiao after getting drunk at eight o'clock? !

"Song Qingqiao! Damn it!" Knocking turned to kicking the door.

"Hey, what's the matter?" The aunt who lived at the opposite door was quarreled, opened the door and saw two big men standing in the corridor, reeking of alcohol, "What are you two doing!"

not good.

"I live across from you, don't you know?" Yin Mu glanced at the aunt and continued to kick, "Song Qingqiao! Open the door!"

"Why haven't I seen you? I'll call the police again!"

Hey, isn't the policeman just standing here?

"I haven't seen you yet." Yin Mu replied.

"Auntie, I'm the policeman. Don't report it. My friend didn't bring the key." Su Rang is now more certain about the conjectures lingering in his mind, and with what Yin Mu said while drinking, yes, these two people are sure have what!

Thank God, Song Qingqiao finally came back to life, opened the door, and Yin Mu, Su Rang, and aunt looked at each other.

"Boss Yin, Officer Su?" What kind of wonderful combination are these two people?

"Brother Qiao!" Yin Mu hooked Song Qingqiao's neck tightly without saying a word, and his whole body was like a large pendant hanging on him.

Su Rang's complexion is not much better than that of the aunt. If the aunt is upset, she can break the door and enter the house. What can he do! ?

"Come in and sit for a while?" Song Qingqiao held Yin Mu's waist and let the man play tricks on him.

"Farewell! I'm going back!" Su Rang had mostly sobered up from the wine, how long would he wait if he didn't slip away now?

Song Qingqiao was still thinking about how the two of them would drink together, but she didn't try to keep Su Rang, and dragged Yin Mu back to the house.

I put Yin Mu on the sofa, but the man still didn't let go, instead he tightened his grip... This scene seemed familiar.

Boss Yin's hands are not small.

"Boss Yin, Songsong, I'll get you a glass of water." Song Qingqiao raised his hand to pat Yin Mu's arm, it didn't work, but he could still hold back.

So what to do, what can be done.

"Can you hear me?" Song Qingqiao asked.

"can."

Then you don't let go?

"What's the matter, aren't you happy?"

"Ah."

Song Qingqiao was also not happy, Boss Yin had a new drinking buddy, and he didn't tell him.

"Things you can't tell me?" He squatted down in front of Yin Mu, still wrapping his arms around his waist and stroking his back with the other.

"No...just in a bad mood."

"Because of what?"

Yin Mu gradually let go of him, hanging his head and not daring to look at him: "I feel very useless."

Not only is it useless, but it's also confusing.Doing nothing all day still affects Song Qingqiao.

As gentle as Song Qingqiao, she touched his temples and pinched his cheek lightly: "Who made you feel that way? I'll beat him up, isn't it Su Rang?"

How could he not know that it was because of himself, but he couldn't say anything. It was easy to live alone, but it was very tiring to live with two people. The problems that needed to be solved were far beyond imagination.He is just not good at solving problems, and his methods are always so passive and far-fetched.

Yin Mu took his hand and put it on his leg to look at it carefully. He was slender and thin. There was a callus on the first joint of his middle finger, which was flushed due to too much pen use recently.He couldn't express his grievances in his heart, and wanted to scold him bloody, but his reason clearly told him that even if he scolded, it wouldn't do anything, and the problem was still a problem.

"How can I save you from working so hard?" He asked, waiting for an answer, a less useless answer.

Let's see, Boss Yin's bad habit of getting drunk has come back again.

Song Qingqiao smiled and clenched her hands: "I don't have it, I only have such a little hobby, why do you want to deprive me of it?"

I'm not tired, I'm doing what I like to do, don't you know, I like too few people and things, just two or three hobbies, no matter whether it's hard or not, I'm happy with it.

"You're by my side, okay."

Sure enough, Song Qingqiao's miraculous ability was very powerful, and Yin Mu's troubles were easily solved with just a few words of mouth.

Lying on the bed drunk, pondering, isn't that the way it is?Song Qingqiao is not a person who is willing to settle down, who can force him to do things he doesn't like?In his world, there are only complicated and neutral existences such as whether he wants or doesn't want to, and there is no such complex and neutral existence as he wants to do but can't do it, and doesn't want to do it but must do it.This kind of person is terrible, and he will not force himself at all.Didn't he participate in the competition just to win prizes and publish picture books?It was something he had decided to do, whether he was tired or not, even if he was tired, at least he was tired willingly and clearly.

Generally speaking, Yin Mu is just worrying.

Falling in love is really fucking making people lose their IQ. I used to understand the truth thoroughly, but now it has become a problem that bothers me.Are you not stupid?

Furthermore, Song Qingqiao's efficiency was surprisingly high. In half a month, he finished drawing the picture book before the winter vacation.

Yin Mu hadn't seen the finished product, because he said there were still some parts to be changed, and he would be the first to show him when it was printed out.Then it's okay to wait any longer. I didn't expect Brother Qiao to be a half-perfectionist.

Song Qingqiao still had to take the final exam at the end of the month. Although it was inevitable to fail, she still attended.

Yin Mu picked up Song Qingqiao who had finished the last subject, and the kid looked relaxed as if he had grown up happily after eating.Today I have to go to try on the dress. Song Qingqiao is fine if he is not the best man, but he is absolutely indispensable for welcoming guests. Sitting at the door to collect gifts and red envelopes is Song Xiangyi's greatest tolerance for him. The main reason is that Yin Mu is together, otherwise no one will be good. make.

Everyone else went to the bridal shop to work, but Yin Mu and Song Qingqiao were late.The wedding is scheduled for the beginning of February, and Zhisui's parents and two friends have already flown over. Your Song family is a big deal. Zhisui had already bought a wedding dress when she was taking wedding photos in Japan. He also ordered a set of kimonos for her, and Deputy Commander Song had to buy three more sets for her wedding.It seems that he is very satisfied with this daughter-in-law.

"Wait a minute, won't your dad come over too?" Yin Mu walked to the door of the resplendent bridal shop and grabbed Song Qingqiao.

"No, he is at home with Zhisui's parents. He has guarded the border line before, so there is not much language barrier."

Heh, your family is so fucking amazing, you can call them in-laws in a friendly manner, without prejudice at all.

Before the two of them reached the second floor, they could hear a frying pan above.The loudest ones were Xu Huang and He Youying.

"Can you fucking stop staring at my chest!? Halazi is about to fall off her skirt! Get out!"

Why didn't you think Brother Huang was such a boss who wanted sex and life?

After saying hello, Yin Mu immediately saw Lu Hengliang sitting on the sofa and feeling depressed.

"If I were Zhisui, I would be afraid of Lu Hengliang's death." Yin Mu whispered to Song Qingqiao.

Song Qingqiao was fine, walked straight towards Lu Hengliang, and sat next to him: "I thought you wouldn't agree to him."

Lu Heng scolded coldly: "There is nothing you can't agree to."

"Yo yo yo, our braised eggs have grown up." Song Qingqiao took his shoulders into his arms, and did not forget to rub his little miscellaneous hair.

"Where's Zhisui?" Yin Mu was pulled by Xu Huang to pick out clothes.

"The bride tried on the wedding dress, and her two friends went to help."

"What about Song Xiangyi?"

"Hey, let me tell you, you'll be fucking surprised when you see Prime Minister Song to keep you."

???

This fact was verified 5 minutes later, and Yin Mushi was really surprised.Song Xiangyi...you fucking stubble! ?And the hair, how did the hair get cut short!Also combed thirty-seven points!

To be honest, the present Song Xiangyi and Brother Qiao are like twins, the kind that are identical.If you want to say that this is a half-brother with a ten-year age difference, who will believe it?

"Like?" Song Qingqiao asked Yin Mu who didn't know what was going on in his mind.

"picture."

"To be honest, Brother Qiao, you are still not as good as your brother." Xu Huang said.

"Brother Huang, don't you want to die?" Yin Mu was really curious about how Xu Huang's sloppiness has survived until now.

"Okay, you choose yourselves, I'll go see my wife." Song Xiangyi walked away in a black suit, walking with wind, his temperament can only be described as mature and steady.

Now Yin Mu can somewhat understand why Song Qingqiao hates Song Xiangyi. With such a big brother on her head, can she feel better? Of course not.

Yin Mu and Song Qingqiao went to the other side to choose a dress, Song Qingqiao looked a little unhappy.

There's nothing to be upset about, brother Qiao hasn't fully grown yet, and Song Xiangyi may be handsome at that age.

"Brother Joe."

"Ah."

"Sulking?"

"No."

"Written on the face."

Song Qingqiao's bitter face is rare.

"Don't you like my face? Now there is one that looks as much like me and looks better than mine. You must like it to death."

There are many words in a lifetime of sulking.

"Pfft." Yin Mu couldn't help laughing, "Is this the kind of person I am in your heart?"

"You said it yourself."

"Your brother is a married man now, what do I like?"

"That means you have to like him if he's not married?"

What logic?Song Qingqiao sent nonsense?

"Don't make such assumptions." Yin Mu pulled him and kissed the thin lips, "You don't know who I like."

The feeling of "like" was originally brought to Yin Mu by Song Qingqiao, although he also had to admit that he had a special liking for that face, face control, please understand.But that face was useless if it wasn't on Song Qingqiao's body.After all, I like him first before I like his face that expresses emotions.At least he is, with a clear conscience.

Alright, kids don't sulk anymore.It's not difficult to coax at all, it's greasy and crooked, and it will be effective in less than two seconds.

"Tsk tsk." Brother Huang, who had changed into his suit, just wanted to come over to urge the two of them, but he didn't expect to bump into a wave of dog food, "Can you two get down to business first?"

Anyway, at the very beginning, Xu Huang's ridiculous goal of introducing Yin Mu to Song Qingqiao was achieved in a way that he himself never thought of.

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Aunt fong...

The key point... all staff in formal attire (nosebleed