That game author keeps trying to drive me crazy

At around eight o'clock in the morning on the 25th, Xia Qing and Lin Can rushed back together. As soon as the luggage was put away, they clattered into bed and woke up Ji Boyan and Tan Miao.

After the four of them packed up, they went to the video game city in the square to play for a while. Tan Miao also caught two dolls, and he gave Lin Can one to help him hold it. The four big boys just ran around holding the dolls. When it was too late, I went to play a secret room escape.

For the sake of stimulation, they chose the secret room with a horror theme, and the four of them are very confident in their decryption ability, so it is still the most difficult.

Then, the boss heard screams coming from the subject room.

However, these four people did not ask the boss for help through the walkie-talkie once, and passed the level smoothly all the way.

It's just that when they came out, three of the four had pale faces.

Ji Boyan, the only one who was not afraid, laughed at them: "You guys dare to choose horror themes? If it weren't for me, would you have the courage to play till the end?"

Lin Can poohed him: "We can solve all the puzzles, okay?"

"So what? I'm just temporarily out of shape."

"Excuse!"

"I testify!" Tan Miao on the side suddenly raised the doll with holes in his body that he had pinched all over his body: "It is true that he is not in a good state recently."

Ji Boyan let out a huff, and put his arms around Tan Miao's neck: "This is the truth!"

Tan Miao continued: "There is a saying, what makes people's IQ lower?"

Lin Can and Xia Qing looked at each other, pulled Ji Boyan over, and threatened: "What's the situation?! Be lenient when you confess, and stricter when you resist!"

Ji Boyan was bent down by the two people, tried his best to look up at Tan Miao, and roared, "Tan Miao!"

Tan Miao looked at him with a smile on his face, helpless.

At night, the four of them went to Mason's Bar, and as soon as they entered the door, they were blinded by the strange lights inside.

The music in the bar was loud and loud, beating their eardrums, and the communication between the four of them basically depended on roaring.

In the middle of the bar there is a specially circled site, and there is a big screen behind it, the invited band is screaming inside, beating instruments, and with the lighting, the atmosphere of the bar is heated up to the climax.

The four of them ordered a kind of wine each, sat on high chairs, leaned their arms on the bar, chatted and teased girls while listening to music.

Apart from the fact that Ji Boyan has his own interests, and Tan Miao is staring at him so he doesn't dare to do anything wrong, and Tan Miao is not interested in flirting with girls.

After a while, Xia Qing had already struck up a conversation with several girls, and Lin Can was also chatting enthusiastically, while Ji Boyan was drinking and chatting on WeChat, showing a weird smile from time to time.

And Tan Miao sat beside her, staring at the cocktail she ordered called "First Love" for a long time, and then silently pecked at it in small sips.

When Ji Boyan and the others noticed that Tan Miao who was next to him seemed to have not spoken for a long time, Tan Miao had been lying on the ground for an unknown how long.

Ji Boyan turned his head over, saw his head buried in his arms, and stretched out his hand to push him: "Tan Miao, dozed off?"

Xia Qing looked contemptuous: "Are you sleepy now? We agreed to have sex all night, Tan Miao, can you do it?"

Tan Miao continued to lie on her stomach without looking up.

Ji Boyan felt something was wrong and pushed him harder.

Only then did Tan Miao raise her head in a daze: "Why..."

The voice is small and soft.

"Hey Tan Miao, you don't look right." Xia Qing stared at his face: "Are you drunk?"

Tan Miao raised her hands to cover her face, and firmly denied, "How is that possible!"

Ji Boyan raised his hand to touch his forehead, and wowed: "Why is it so hot?"

"Isn't it you?" Lin Can also leaned over, glanced at the wine glass that was not as long as his palm, and said in disbelief, "Is it down for you with such a small amount of wine?"

Tan Miao pushed Ji Boyan's hand away impatiently: "Don't touch me."

There was even a hint of coquettishness in the tone.

Lin Can seemed to have discovered a new world: "This guy can't drink alcohol? I just discovered it today."

Tan Miao hummed softly.

Ji Boyan leaned over and took a closer look: "Is he allergic to alcohol?"

Lin Can hesitated: "He is allergic to alcohol, doesn't he know it?"

"Who is allergic to alcohol, who is it?" Tan Miao looked around.

Ji Boyan, Lin Can, Xia Qing: "..."

Is this drunk?

At this time, Tan Miao suddenly covered her mouth, kicked her long legs off the chair and rushed out.

Just as Ji Boyan was about to follow, a tall and straight figure rushed out from nowhere and supported him, said "I'll come" and helped him away.

The remaining three looked at each other.

"Just now... who was that?"

"do not know."

Ji Boyan was stunned before saying: "He is Ye Zimo."

As soon as the words came out, the remaining two people knew who it was.

After all, this name is quite well-known, but not everyone has seen him.

Lin Can and Xia Qing suddenly realized: "So he is Ye Zimo."

but……

How could he appear here and take Tan Miao away?

Tan Miao rushed to the bathroom to spit a few times, pressed the flush button to come out, turned on the faucet and splashed on her face a few times, just as she was looking for something to wipe her face, a pair of slender hands beside her handed over a tissue.

Tan Miao took a tissue and dabbed it on her face, thinking it was her roommate, and made a weak look on purpose: "Lan Shou..."

"Come to the bar if you don't know how to drink?" A low voice teased.

Why is this voice so familiar?

Tan Miao froze for a moment, then turned her head suddenly, the water drops on her bangs shook Ye Zimo's face.

He looked at him a little speechlessly.

"Pfft, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Tan Miao couldn't help laughing, and subconsciously wanted to wipe him with a tissue, but when he touched it, he remembered that he had used it, and immediately flipped his wrist urgently.

Then the back of his hand directly touched Ye Zimo's cheek.

Tan Miao's hands were slightly cold after just touching the cold water, but Ye Zimo's cheeks were warm.

The warmth soaked the skin on the back of Tan Miao's hand, accompanied by a delicate touch.

Probably the effect of the alcohol hadn't evaporated, which made his reaction much slower. Tan Miao was stunned for a few seconds before she felt like getting an electric shock, and quickly withdrew her hand.

Ye Zimo calmly raised his hand to wipe off the water, and when he touched the skin that Tan Miao had touched, he paused for a moment.

Tan Miao threw the tissue into the trash basket and wanted to go out, but staggered.

Ye Zi Moyan quickly supported him, and seemed to sigh helplessly: "You really can't drink."

When Tan Miao's brain was still a little chaotic, when he heard this sentence, his rebellious psychology immediately came up.

"Who, who said that?" He mumbled something, pushed Ye Zimo away and walked out sullenly.

The latter didn't even have time to stop him, so he could only watch Tan Miao rush out with three swaying steps, and then——

"Ouch."

"Whoa-"

"boom--"

Ye Zimo hurried out, and saw a bewildered waiter and Tan Miao with a bewildered expression standing around the corner.

Tan Miao seemed almost unable to stand still, Ye Zimo hurried over and put his arms around his waist, apologized to the waiter in a low voice, and charged the fee to his account.

The alcohol seemed to be on the rise again, Tan Miao leaned softly against him, and said a few words "headache".

Ye Zimo looked down at him, only to see that the jacket on his chest was soaked to a large extent, and his body exuded the sweet smell of cocktails.

"Are you okay?" Ye Zimo asked softly.

Tan Miao nodded: "I'm fine."

As he said that, he quickly slid down again.

Ye Zimo sighed, lifted him up slightly with his arms, and led him towards his roommate.

"He seems to be drunk, and his clothes are dirty." Ye Zimo said calmly.

This aura is too strong, Ji Boyan stood up subconsciously: "Then, let's take him back first..."

Tan Miao suddenly woke up and shouted "I don't want to go back", and then wanted to go back to drink.

Ye Zimo stabilized him, and said helplessly, "It's easy to catch cold when you go out like this, and if you don't worry, I have a rented place in this building. I can take him to change clothes and sober up."

The three looked at each other and reached an agreement.

"Then trouble you."

There is nothing to worry about.

Ye Zimo nodded, wanting to leave, when Tan Miao struggled to reach out and grab the doll she put on the table: "This is mine!"

"Okay, okay, yours, yours." After Ye Zimo coaxed her, she dragged Tan Miao, who was sloppy on her feet, out of the bar. After walking outside for a short time, she entered a residential area, took the elevator, and pressed the button to the twelfth floor.

After arriving, Ye Zimo entered the password with one hand to open the door and lights, took Tan Miao in, and helped him onto the sofa.

As soon as she let go, Tan Miao fell limply and sank into the sofa.

Ye Zimo squatted down: "Hey, wake up, take off your coat."

Tan Miao gave a dazed "hmm" and took off her coat obediently.

Ye Zimo smiled, took the clothes, pondered for a while, put them aside, then pulled the blanket on the sofa to cover Tan Miao.

Tan Miao grabbed the doll and curled up silently.

Ye Zimo turned around and went to the kitchen, but he basically couldn't live here, and there was nothing in the refrigerator, so he had to heat up a pot of water, pour it into a teapot and bring it to the living room, and poured a glass of water for him to drink.

Tan Miao's skin was originally fair, and now I don't know what magical effect the alcohol has produced. Not only is his face not red, but it looks whiter, but his lips are bright red, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised. The color contrast is bright , like a vivid painting.

Ye Zimo stared at his lips for a few seconds, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, stretched out his hand and gently pushed him: "Get up, drink some water before going back to sleep."

Tan Miao hummed for a few seconds before opening her eyes, took the cup in his hand and gulped it down.

Then not long after, his eyes widened, he got up to look around, and rushed into the bathroom.

Ye Zimo chased and stood at the door: "Are you okay?"

Tan Miao didn't respond to him, but the sound of vomiting came from inside, Ye Zimo frowned, and was considering whether to go out to buy some medicine, when there was a sound of flushing water inside, Tan Miao came out wiping her mouth.

Ye Zimo keenly noticed that his eyes were much clearer.

really.

Tan Miao's eyes were full of apology: "I'm really sorry, I was drunk just now."

Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you sober now?"

"Ah."

"Sure?"

Tan Miao scratched her head in embarrassment when she heard the words: "I just caused you trouble. I am like this. I get drunk when I drink, but it's fine when I vomit. It was like this a few years ago. I thought I got better before I dared to go to the bar. Yes, I didn't expect...I'm really sorry." He clasped his hands together as he spoke, and it seemed that he was indeed sober.

Ye Zimo breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

In this way, Tan Miao had no reason to stay at his house, but he couldn't wear his coat anymore, so Ye Zimo finally took one of his own and put it on for him.

Because Tan Miao still wanted to go to Ji Boyan and the others, Ye Zimo offered to leave his coat here temporarily and pick it up later.

Tan Miao was very grateful, while Ye Zimo thought that he would have another chance to come.

Tan Miao went out wrapped in Ye Zimo's coat, which seemed to have the fresh smell of laundry detergent on it.

He sniffed the smell, and his heart skipped a beat.

But Ye Zimo waited for him to go out only to find that Tan Miao's doll had fallen on the sofa. After thinking about it, he put the doll next to the pillow in the bedroom, rejoicing in his heart.

Fortunately, Tan Miao didn't ask him why he appeared in that bar, otherwise he really didn't know how to explain his stalker-like behavior.

only……

Ye Zimo sighed.

He had made up his mind, but it was hard to say this kind of thing.

The author has something to say:

I don't know how other people are swollen, anyway, not only will I not blush when I drink alcohol, but it will turn white... And then my mouth will also become very, very red...