Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

Wen Yu said that he would come over, and Fu Yuhan's eagerness to leave subsided a little.

This may be the difference between having acquaintances present and not having them.

With a wave of his hand, Yongrong bought the order, and led a group of people to open a private room at the KTV upstairs.

Here and the shopping mall outside are like two worlds, the lights have become ambiguous and dim, and the men and women who just walked into the store are eager to move, trying to tear off their daytime disguise and reveal their souls unwilling to be lonely.

Fu Yuhan was a little uncomfortable, he didn't like this environment very much, after entering the box, he quickly sat in the corner of the sofa inside.

"Hey, Xiao Han, don't be so reserved." Yong Rong greeted him, "Sit over here, let's chat together."

Before entering the door, Yong Rong was discussing tattoo designs with San Mao, Fu Yuhan really didn't know what he could talk about sitting there.

Maybe it's because of my mood, it's also KTV, when I sing with Yang Fan and the others, the whole environment doesn't seem so unbearable.

"Really, come here, let the fourth child sit over there." Yong Rong said, "Let Mai Ba sit next to the karaoke stand—or do you want to sing?"

Fu Yuhan curled his lips and moved to the side of Beilin.

Yong Rong seemed dissatisfied, but she didn't say anything, and brought the dice cup over.Not long after, the box door opened, and the waiter pushed in two bottles of wine and a row of drinks.

Fu Yuhan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you say that you won't order after drinking there just now?"

"I didn't order any more," Yong Rong said, "Didn't we change the store?"

"..."

"The dice are all out. It's no fun not to gamble on some wine." Yong Rong raised his chin at the waiter, "Let's mix a bottle first."

"Okay sir." The waiter replied.

Jaeger and Red Bull were poured into the jug used for mixing drinks in proportion, and a bucket of ice cubes was placed on the table, causing Fu Yuhan's stomach to churn inexplicably.

Yongrong is either the kind of "friend" who persuades people to drink regardless of other people's objections, or he just wants to mess with people.

And it seems that Fu Yuhan himself is the most easily messed up here.

No matter what the reason is, Fu Yuhan should turn around and go home right now.

But after two days of filming, he still hasn't got the money.

He took a deep breath and took out his phone.

Fu Yuhan: Actually, I don't really want to ask you for help.

Wen Yu:?

Fu Yuhan: But it's inconvenient for me to go home after drinking too much.

Wen Yu: ...

Fu Yuhan: So remember to collect the body for me later.

He put away his mobile phone and raised his eyes: "How do you bet on wine?"

"Hahahahaha...Cheer up!" Yong Rong laughed loudly, "Come on, let me explain the rules to you first. It's simple, if you lose, you will be fined a drink."

"Do what you can." The fourth child sighed.

"I actually drank too much." Sanmao rubbed her belly.

"Don't lose, you don't need to drink." Yongrong said, and introduced the gameplay to Fu Yuhan, and the game officially started.

"Bragging" is a winking game. Simply put, everyone rolls the dice and counts according to the result they roll.

从三叫起，下一个人必须在数量或点数上比上一人增加——比如“3个3”后面可以叫“4个2”或“3个5”，但不能叫“3个2”。

Theoretically, numbers can be called indefinitely until someone calls "open".At this time, everyone opens the dice cup to see the result. If the number of dice is more than the result of the previous person, for example, Bei Lin shouted "6 4" and four people have a total of 7 4 points, it is called "open". The upper family loses, otherwise the upper family loses.

The rules are indeed not difficult to understand, but what is difficult to understand is the routine.

For example, as soon as it came up, Yong Rong swears and shouted "five 5s", Bei Lin and San Mao added one, Fu Yuhan looked at the two 3s in his hand, and followed the trend and chose to add one.

However, when the dice cup was opened, Yong Rong didn't have a single 3 in his hand, and his confident appearance was just pretending to fool others, and Fu Yuhan who called "8 3s" was forced to drink as a fine.

After playing for three laps, he felt that he drank a stomach full of yellow soup again.

In fact, my head was already dizzy, but I could barely bear it.

The private room has its own bathroom, so Fu Yuhan went to put some water, refreshed a bit, and came back to continue playing.

He learned quite quickly, and he reversed his disadvantages in a short time. He was able to play back and forth with the other three old players, and he didn't drink face-to-face, and he didn't have any expression on his face. He looked like he was okay.

Grace adjusted her sitting posture, feeling a little itchy.

If he had a three-point interest in Fu Yuhan at the beginning, then after answering Wen Yu's call, the three-point interest became seven.

He is very eager to try anything that can make Wen Yu unhappy, and besides, this little guy looks really good, and he is clean.

Yongrong pondered for a moment secretly, and adjusted his strategy.

Before he regained his composure and came back to open a shop, Yong Rong was a complete loser, not to mention anything else, he was good at playing dice.Before playing dice with Beilin Sanmao, he would still keep his energy. Now that he wanted to impress Fu Yuhan, he simply let go of the game. After a dozen rounds, all three of them fell down.

"Brother, take a break." Sanmao waved his hands, looking like he was about to vomit, "I can't do it anymore, I really drank too much."

"I'm going to the toilet..." Bei Lin got up unsteadily, crawled into the bathroom of the private room, and closed the door.

"It's too good for you guys." Yongrong said, "Look at Xiao Han, there's nothing wrong with him!"

"...I want to go to the toilet too." Fu Yuhan stood up, "I'll go outside."

He did seem to be fine, walking without wobbling.In the private room, the fourth child was singing, and Sanmao's eyelids were fighting, drowsy, Yong Rong thought for a while, and stood up: "Wait, I'll go too."

Fu Yuhan froze for a while, and he returned to nature in a moment, and walked out in silence.

Some things can't be refused when they haven't been pointed out, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't have feelings.

The sense of crisis is a person's instinctive reaction, and the tingling will slowly climb from the bottom of the spine to the back of the head.

He remained silent, Yongrong called him behind his back twice and answered, and finally locked himself in the cubicle before the other party went into the toilet.

There was a missed call from Wen Yu and a few messages on the phone.

Wen Yu: How much did you drink?

Wen Yu: Hey, call me back.

Fu Yuhan leaned against the partition wall and typed with his eyelids propped up.

Fu Yuhan: Where have you been?

Wen Yu called back, but Fu Yuhan quickly cut it off.

Fu Yuhan: It's not convenient to pick up now, bro.

Fu Yuhan: Can you type, where have you been?

The reply came very quickly.

Wen Yu: I'll be there soon, what's your situation?

Fu Yuhan: I don't know?

Fu Yuhan: I was in the toilet, and Yong Rong followed me in. I'm not sure what he wants to do.

Fu Yuhan: I hid in the cubicle.

Fu Yuhan: Tsk, I'm a man, why do I hide?

Wen Yu: Only men have to hide. Can't you see that his sexual orientation is not very straight?

Wen Yu: Stand in the cubicle and don't leave, I'll be right there.

almost at the same time.

At the moment when Wen Yu's message was received on the mobile phone, a provocative and graceful voice sounded in the sandalwood-smelling bathroom.

"Xiao Han?"

"Huh?" Fu Yuhan responded simply.

"Are you vomiting?" Yong Rong seemed to be concerned about him, "Is it hard? Why did you go in for so long?"

"... Mmm." Fu Yuhan squeezed the phone.

The discomfort was real, and it was also a bit nauseating. It seemed that there was a blue vein throbbing in his temple, but he also knew that he had to hold on no matter what.

"Does it matter?" Yong Rong seemed to touch the door of the cubicle where he was, and softened his voice, "If it's really hard... I'll send you back first?"

Fu Yuhan frowned, and almost wanted to spit out when he opened his mouth, he breathed smoothly, trying to make his voice sound as usual: "...No, I'm fine."

"Then I'll wait for you here." Yong Rong said, "Come out quickly, we'll play two laps later and then go home."

"...Oh, okay." Fu Yuhan squeezed his fingertips.

I didn't feel it when I was sitting in the private room, but the vague discomfort on my body became more and more intense as soon as I entered the toilet. Fu Yuhan supported the wall with his hands, and straightened his body that had gradually slumped upwards.

... If Wen Yu moves slower, he might really come to collect his body.

He thought in a daze.

There seemed to be many more voices in the brain, some people were yelling "Xiao Han" one after another in that goosebump-provoking voice, some were persuading him to drink, and some were screaming, Fu Yuhan even seemed to hear his mother scolding in a daze He didn't come home so late and went out to drink.

Until the sound of "bang bang bang" knocking on the door came——

Just by listening to the sound, one could feel how irritable the person at the door was. The other party smashed the door of the bathroom as if venting anger, and then there was the sound of unlocking and entering the door.

"What about people?"

A familiar voice sounded in a small space, followed by a graceful and unbelievable voice: "Wen Yu? You're here?"

Two strange voices said: "Sir, guests cannot lock this door, it is against the rules..."

Only then did Fu Yuhan realize that Yongrong had locked the bathroom door just now.

It seems that he was right to hide in the cubicle... No matter what Yong Rong wants to do, it is not a good thing.

Wen Yuli ignored him, and raised his voice with a cold face: "Fu Yuhan?"

Fu Yuhan opened his mouth, as if unable to speak, he could only forcefully raise his finger and knocked on the door twice.

"here?"

The door was knocked twice from the outside, and Fu Yuhan struggled to remove the small bolt on the door.

The compartment door was pushed open from the outside, and the moment he saw the person clearly, Wen Yu's expression changed slightly.

"What's wrong with you?" He subconsciously stretched out his hand, and touched the cold sweat on Fu Yuhan's forehead.

"Uncomfortable..." Fu Yuhan closed his eyes, "...Can I sleep?"

"..."

Wen Yu sighed, and put one hand under his armpit, half-carrying and half-embracing him.

"Sleep, I'll take care of it."

"……thanks."

Before closing his eyes, Fu Yuhan only had time to say two words.

Wen Yu raised his eyelids.

Yongrong was a little guilty by his eyes, and asked with a stiff neck, "What, why?"

"This is what I want to ask you." Wen Yu said coldly, "What did you give him?"

"What can I eat? Didn't I just drink some wine?"

"Heh, pretend to be a big-tailed wolf with me, I don't know you yet?" Wen Yu sneered, "Yongrong, you'd better pray that he's okay, otherwise... your grandpa's birthday is coming soon, right?"

After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at him, and walked out with Fu Yuhan in his arms.

"...Wen Yu!" Yong Rong came back to his senses and shouted behind him, "Don't be too arrogant! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"You can wait." Wen Yu didn't look back.