sleepy tiger

Mu Xu tasted two mouthfuls of Erguotou, and felt that the taste was too spicy, so he opened the refrigerator door and found two cans of Coke, mixed half a cup of Coke and half a cup of Erguotou to drink.

Chi Juntao saw that Mu Xu was drinking Erguotou as a cocktail, and didn't remind him that it was easier to get drunk when mixed with wine. Sure enough, after drinking two laps, Mu Xu covered his head and felt a little dizzy.

"Sit on the sofa and rest for a while." Chi Juntao helped Mu Xu up, wrapped his right arm around the other's waist, and moved Mu Xu to the sofa with a half hug.

Erguotou had a lot of strength behind him, Mu Xu was sweating all over, his lips were bright red, revealing a seductive beauty, and he let Chi Juntao unbutton his neckline in a daze.

The beautifully shaped collarbone came into view, Chi Juntao couldn't help swallowing, and was pushed to the ground by Mu Xu's explosive slap.

"Ouch." Chi Juntao supported his body with his hands so as not to fall.

Mu Xu squinted his eyes and looked at Young Master Chi, who was planning to do something wrong. He was just dizzy, not too drunk to distinguish. He uttered a word: "Annoyance."

Chi Juntao got up from the ground, sat down neatly beside Mu Xu, poked his head and said, "Would you like tea? I'll make you a pot of tea to sober you up."

"Don't drink." Mu Xu said.

Seemingly quite sober, Chi Juntao looked at Mu Xu's flushed face, and felt that there was a little chance, so he asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

Mu Xu bent down to grab the wine glass on the coffee table, but because of double vision, he couldn't grab it.

Chi Juntao hurriedly raised his arms to stop Mu Xu: "Don't drink."

Mu Xu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and stubbornly insisted on grabbing that glass of wine. His mind was not clear, and his hands were not light or heavy, so he pulled Chi Juntao aside, picked up the glass and drank it down.

The two empty wine bottles knocked down by his reckless action clinked and rolled to the ground. Chi Juntao froze for a moment, jumped up and grabbed the cup in Mu Xu's hand, and there was not a drop of wine left in the snatched cup: "I Damn, this is my cup, your cup is there." He pointed to the glass of Coke on the right side of the tea table, "You drank a whole glass of Erguotou."

Mu Xu said, "Noisy."

"You spit it out for me." Chi Juntao held down Mu Xu with both hands, so that he wouldn't get drunk or fall to the ground.

Mu Xu closed his mouth tightly, stared at Chi Juntao with wide eyes, his expression was not friendly, the drunk madness is the most exaggerated for people with the best temper, Mu Xu proved this sentence.He is about the same height as Chi Juntao, and he usually pays attention to exercise, but Chi Juntao can't stop him when he exerts his strength suddenly.

Mu Xu stood up, shook his body, barely stood up straight, and walked towards the door without hesitation.

Chi Juntao took his coat and cell phone and chased him: "Where are you going?"

Mu Xu pushed open the door, wearing thin home clothes and slippers, and walked down the steps one by one while holding on to the railing.Chi Juntao was so regretful that his intestines were green. If he had known that Mu Xu was so difficult to drink too much, he would have told Mu Xu in advance that it would be easy to get drunk with cola and liquor.

Mu Xu insisted on going out, Chi Juntao persuaded him from the fourth floor to the first floor, but Mu Xu turned a deaf ear, Chi Juntao could only help Mu Xu put on his coat with difficulty.

It was pitch black outside, except for a small halo of light from the street lamps on the side of the road.Mu Xu plunged headlong into the cold wind, and Chi Juntao followed behind with a grimace, walking all the way to pick up the coat that Mu Xu left behind, and then put it on Mu Xu cursingly.

Mu Xu seemed to have a purpose, but also seemed to be walking blindly. He turned left and right, and turned to the center of the small square where the elders and aunts usually exercise.

Chi Juntao stood beside him: "Shall we go back?"

"No." Mu Xu looked at the empty square, "I want this."

"What?" Chi Juntao looked at the square in bewilderment, "There is no one here. The elderly who exercise finish at nine o'clock, and it is already 10:30."

"I want to see." Mu Xu said, "You jump."

"?" A question mark appeared on Chi Juntao's head, "Why don't you jump?"

Mu Xu stared at Chi Juntao with a fierce expression: "I want to see."

"...It's not that I'm drunk." Chi Juntao muttered, "Whoever is drunk will dance."

Mu Xu sat down on the ground and said nothing to leave.

"It's cool in the ground." Chi Juntao squatted down, and lowered his tone like coaxing a child, "Stand up, let's have a good discussion."

Mu Xu lowered his head to avoid Chi Juntao's gaze.

Chi Juntao grinds his molars, why is this man so irritating when he's drunk.He stretched out his hand, put his arm through Mu Xu's armpit, and tried his best to support him up: "I don't jump, do you hear me?"

Mu Xu sniffed, Chi Juntao heard the sound, turned on the lighting function of the phone, and found that Mu Xu's eyes were red, he was startled: "Don't cry."

Mu Xu leaned close to Chi Juntao, leaned on his shoulder, and cried.There were too many things backlogged in his heart, and he was working hard in the country alone, and the resentment and pressure were released through alcohol, Chi Juntao was scared out of his wits.

Chi Juntao hugged Mu Xu and patted Mu Xu's back lightly.He was wearing the same thin home clothes, his shoulders were wet, and he shivered when the cold wind blew.

"You jump," Mu Xu's voice pulled the faint grievance, "I'll be with you."

"I can't dance." Chi Juntao's heart softened, "Can you?"

"A little bit." Mu Xu said, "There must be music."

"Then you teach me." Chi Juntao took out his phone, found the music app, picked out a soothing pure music, clicked to play it, turned the volume to the maximum, and put the phone in his pocket.

Mu Xu put one hand on Chi Juntao's shoulder, and the other hand supported Chi Juntao's waist, shaking slowly with the rhythm.Chi Juntao clumsily followed Mu Xu's footsteps, and accidentally stepped on Mu Xu several times: "Sorry."

Mu Xu didn't speak, he moved forward and back, his footsteps gradually lightened, his large coat fluttered in the air like his wings.Chi Juntao followed his guidance and turned around in a circle, his face darkened. It turned out that Young Master Chi danced women's steps.

The dark clouds receded, revealing a crescent moon. As the night got colder and colder, Chi Juntao sneezed.Mu Xu took a step forward, but Chi Juntao forgot to step back, and was stepped on hard: "Hiss—"

In the empty small square, two men danced under the moonlight, how strange it looked.

This kind of weird thing lasted for about twenty to ten minutes. In theory, Mu Xu had already sobered up, but before he went out, he drank a whole glass of Erguotou, and his mind came back, and his mind was even more unclear than before.His eyes were blurred, he let go of Chi Juntao's hand, took two steps back, and tripped over a brick on the ground.Chi Juntao rushed up to help him. He is now a poor man and cannot afford to pay for the back of Mr. Mu Jingui's head.

"What are you doing!" Chi Juntao asked angrily.

"Look at the moon." Mu Xu raised his head and followed the crescent moon hanging in the sky. He pulled Chi Juntao away and grabbed his hand, lying on the ground without any psychological burden.

Chi Juntao's fingers were cold, he took Mu Xu's hand: "Let's go back, it's too cold outside."

Mu Xu moved his eyes from the moon to Chi Juntao, blinked, grabbed Chi Juntao's shoulders with both hands, and squeezed his whole body into Chi Juntao's arms like a boneless cake: "It's not cold like this."

Seeing the big swan, whose feathers are combed every day so delicately that its hair is as fine as a hair, rolling in the mud without hesitation, Chi Juntao was so tired that he couldn't get any more tired. He said, "I'll carry you on my back." Turning around, let Mu Xu lay on his back Going up, bent down and hugged Mu Xu's legs with both hands. When he stood up, he was slightly lowered, and Young Master Chi squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "You are so heavy."

Mu Xu lay on Chi Juntao's shoulder, closed his eyes, and there seemed to be a gong in his head, beating continuously, making his head that was not very clear at all even more disturbed.

Chi Juntao carried Mu Xu on his back and moved forward with difficulty for 300 meters. His forehead was covered with sweat. He couldn't move anymore. He put Mu Xu on the side of the road and said, "Let's walk together, I can't carry you on my back."

Mu Xu turned and walked back, Chi Juntao grabbed Mu Xu's wrist: "Ancestor, you are my ancestor, please." He squatted down and used his weight as a weight to prevent Mu Xu from walking back to the small square, "I rest I'll carry you in a while, let me rest for a while." He sneezed again.

When Mu Xu heard the sound of sneezing, he stopped, turned around and squatted beside Chi Juntao, took off his coat and put it on Chi Juntao.

"Are you sober?" Chi Juntao asked.

Mu Xu didn't speak, and turned his head to look in the direction of the small square. He didn't know why he was so obsessed with the small square. This action also told Chi Juntao that he was not sober.

Afraid that he would go back to the small square, Chi Juntao forcibly turned Mu Xu's head and warned, "Don't go, do you hear me?"

Mu Xu's eyes were in a trance without focus. He sat on the ground, as if tired from the fuss, tilted his head, and closed his eyes against Chi Juntao's shoulder.