Xie Qian was pushed and fell to the ground. After studying the lines on the ceiling for a while, he realized dully that the wind seemed to be a bit cold.He sat up and took a look, oh, the door is the open door, the corridor is the empty corridor, looking left and right, there seems to be something wrong.But before he could think about it, a nausea suddenly came up in his throat, and it happened that there was a wooden basin for washing his hands at the door, so he vomited profusely into the basin.

After vomiting, Xie Qian felt better, but his mouth was dry and his head was dizzy. However, he had not dealt with this situation alone once or twice. When he was pushed into the water when he was young, he was in almost the same situation the next day.Holding the basin in his arms, he recalled it happily for a short moment, and applauded himself, who was struggling to survive, before finally realizing that the unpleasant smell came from the wooden basin in his arms.

Xie Qian sniffled his nose in disgust, threw the basin aside, staggered while holding the door, trying to stay away from the smell.However, the facts were not always satisfactory. He was dizzy to death, and he walked in a dizzy direction. He had to grope for a long time despite the distance of a few steps. Finally, after stumbling and crossing several obstacles, he successfully fell on the ground. It was very clean, and the floor was filled with the fresh scent of bamboo and grass.

Xie Qian burped. The pattern on the ceiling is more novel and beautiful than the one just now, and no one bothered him. This time, he can look at it for as long as he wants.He smirked without thinking for a long time, until he couldn't bear the cold air on the ground, and then he rolled and thumped and crawled towards the bed.

After finally moving to the place, I didn't care about why the pattern of the quilt was different from last night, I plunged into it, wrapped my whole body tightly and rolled several times, from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and then rolled back from the bed, straight to the bed. The neat and clean bed was rolled into a mess, and it was all stained with the smell of alcohol on his body, so he stopped comfortably, squinted his eyes and let out a long breath.

I don't know if the quilt is newly changed or it has been sun-dried, but there is a faint smell of green grass hidden in the smell of alcohol.Xie Qian sniffed and sniffed, his consciousness became more and more hazy, and said: "Oh, Wang Gonggong's taste... is better than others, Brother Yun has the same incense, hehe, it smells good..."

He was talking to himself, a good figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and in a blink of an eye, the beauty was too handsome, and seemed to have a layer of soft light.However, different from his previous sweet dreams, what the man was wearing was not the brave and mighty silver armor, nor the chic and neat clothes, but only a thin coat.Between the loose neckline, the chest looms.This made Xie Qian completely ignore the stunned and surprised expression of the "beauty", and just stared at the gaps and shadows between the fabrics, as if looking at it like this, he could see through the cover and see the true face under the fabric.

He held a thin quilt with both hands and held it in front of his chest, obviously not aware of how stupid this stunned look was, until a drop of rain fell on the back of his hand, Xie Qian slowly looked down dully.

What kind of rain is it? It's clearly his own saliva.

He blinked, laughed a few times, and raised the quilt in his hand to wipe it, and the next moment, the quilt in his hand was gone.

"..." Xie Qian had no choice but to raise his head slowly again, and complained, "Oh—you want a quilt, take it slowly, I'm dizzy, it's too fast and I can't keep up—"

The "beauty" couldn't laugh or cry, and her anger disappeared with Xie Qian's long and short sighs.He stretched out his hand to Xie Qian, who was holding his head and looking uncomfortable, and felt the temperature of his forehead, and said, "How much wine have you drank?"

Ah - the beauty offered to extend her hand and invite her kindly. Even if she was dizzy and about to vomit, Gu still gritted her teeth and went to the appointment! !Xie Qian straightened up abruptly, broke off that hand and dragged it into his arms to hug him, saying: "Here comes the loneliness——!!! Do you know how hard it is to be lonely! For you, others don't give away beauties. I don’t want to be hugged, I just think about you, come and let Guxiang have one!!!”

He Feiyun: "...Send a beauty? And throw yourself into your arms? Who?"

Under normal circumstances, once He Feiyun questioned him with a cold face, even if Xie Qian didn't explain right away, at least he would show off with a playful smile and beg for mercy.It's a pity that the current Xie Qian didn't listen to the words at all, and simply stopped doing it, using both hands and feet, tightly hugging the arms in his arms, and even tried to put his legs on the narrow waist that made him greedy, saying: " It’s me who sends the beauty, and it’s the lonely who throws herself into my arms, come, let’s smell each of them!!”

The drunkard is invincible in the world.Even He Feiyun, the general of Baisheng, had no choice but to bow down. He helplessly pushed Xie Qian's approaching face away, and said with a million times of helplessness, "Go back to your room."

"...Ah?" Xie Qian's string was hooked again, and he thought to himself, isn't Gu just in his bedroom, where should he go back?It's fine if a beauty doesn't let her be alone, but why can't she even lie on the bed? It's so unreasonable.Alone not! !He didn't care if the thought process was directly spoken out by him, he hugged that arm tightly, rolled and rolled into the bed, and splashed: "This is a lonely room! A lonely bed!! This is a lonely beauty !! No one should let Gu go away!!”

He Feiyun who was forced to become a pillow: "..."

He sighed, and sighed again.Forget it, it doesn't make sense, as for throwing Xie Qian back forcibly, or giving up this room, he goes to sleep next door...

But Xie Qian is so drunk, alone... nothing will happen, right?

Unexpectedly, after a moment of hesitation, the drunkard made a new trick.Xie Qian thumped the quilt a few times, and most of it fell to the side of the bed. Of course, the pillow was not spared, and it was moved quite a distance from its original position.As for the items hidden under the pillow, without any cover, they were displayed grandiosely, and happened to be seen by Xie Qian again.

He froze for a moment, then lay still on his stomach to reach for the folded note.Once, twice, but not enough, he felt that He Feiyun's arm was in the way, so he threw it aside with great effort, and then covered his head and shouted: "Ah, I'm so dizzy, uh, vomit, dizzy, let Gu slowly... you Don't move!" As he said, he really lay down back to his original place.

He Feiyun was vacillating, and Xie Qian's self-directed and self-acted performance was naturally noticed by him, and he was almost amused.

But Xie Qian didn't know it, lying back was still not finished, and then he groaned and said, "Oh, it's weird, no matter how I lie down, I feel dizzy. Could it be that this dream is so beautiful that it has suffered retribution?"

He Feiyun: "You can stop the meeting!"

Xie Qian glared, and said viciously: "That won't work, Gu hasn't read the note yet! Don't move—you wait! Gu will take a look!" Then, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and stood there. Rubbing around for a long time, he finally took the note, opened his eyes, and was happy: "Hey, I won't be dizzy if I close my eyes, why didn't I think of that just now!" So he closed his eyes again, "Huh? You can close your eyes How does Gu read the characters?" Open it again.

He Feiyun came back late after a busy day, and found something hidden under the pillow no earlier than Xie Qian.However, even though he didn't read the note, he was very familiar with the piece of jade on which the note was pressed, and Xie Qian was the last one to go out in the morning, so he didn't even need to guess, he knew it pretty well, and then Watch from the sidelines and see how Xie Qian continues to direct and act on his own.

Xie Qian opened and closed his eyes and tried for a long time, but he didn't get much clues, so he threw it behind his head for the time being, unfolded the note, glanced at it, and smiled provocatively at He Feiyun: "Oh, He Da, the mighty Flying Eagle Army! General, why are there hidden erotic poems under the pillow!! Who wrote it, tell me quickly, it must have been written by the general himself——"

He Feiyun: "..."

"No, it shouldn't be. These are not General He's words..." Xie Qian's complexion changed, and he read the contents of the note carefully, the more he looked at it, the more ugly his face became.

Just when He Feiyun thought that Xie Qian had recognized his own handwriting, Xie Qian slammed the table and said angrily, "Bold!! Who dares to put obscene poems under my general's pillow!!"

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The author has something to say:

Xie Qian: Oh, I was so drunk, but my subordinates ran away, how heartless.

He Feiyun: Come to trouble me, you are also very conscientious.

Xie Qian: Can it be the same?Being lonely has nothing to do with your conscience, but because your lonely heart is with you.

He Feiyun: Oh, it's like this, then what else are you asking for?

Xie Qian: No? ? ?What does this have to do with bank notes? ?How can I rest assured if I let you go... huh?rest assured? ? ?

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