Chapter 155 Drunken Thinking

[My mother, this is an out-of-print car, there are only seven in the world! 】

[Oh my God, someone finally rescued our god Xue's stinky hands! 】

[I was moved to tears, our god Xue has been the bottom award for five consecutive years, who understands the sadness of our fans [tears]]

【Moved [tears] +1】

Under this Weibo, Xue Yu's fans kept moving and tearing up for several pages. The scene was so spectacular that #薛神销奖# was pushed to the top of the trending list.

A large number of Xue Yu's fans went to follow Yun Xiangxiang again, and Yun Xiangxiang's fans were very happy, thinking that the idol had such a good face.

Yun Xiangxiang was completely unaware of the turmoil on weibo because she was already drunk.

She was escorted by He Wei, Xue Yu and even the three giants of Riemann. No one thought that she would pour down five glasses of wine.

When He Wei sent her home, her eyes were blurred: "I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk after a thousand cups!"

"Get her some hangover soup." He Wei urged helplessly.

"Yeah." Song Qian responded lightly, holding Yun Xiangxiang to go home, the elevator door just opened, and greeted Song Mian who had been waiting for a long time, "Master."

"Song Mian!" Yun Xiangxiang suddenly raised his voice, pushed Song Qian away, and rushed towards Song Mian.

Song Mian caught her quickly with sharp eyes and hands.

Yun Xiangxiang had red cheeks, and her psychedelic eyes became even more hazy. She leaned her head on Song Mian's chest, lazily opened her eyelids, and stared at him obsessively, as if admiring from the bottom of her heart: "Song Mian , you are so pretty."

Song Mian carried her into the elevator, and said to Song Qian, "Let her take care of me to make sober soup."

"Song Mian, you smell so sweet~~" Yun Xiang sniffed Song Mian like a little milk dog, rubbing against him from time to time, making his shirt look awkward.

Song Qian hurriedly evacuated, the elevator closed, and Yun Xiang grabbed Song Mian like a koala.

"Song Mian, give me a smile." Yun Xiangxiang hooked his chin, "Come on, girl, give me a smile."

Song Yao quickly disappeared, thinking that if he knew too much, he would be killed by the young lady.

Carrying Yun Xiangxiang, who was writhing restlessly on his body, into the room, Song Mian wanted to put her down.

"Woooooooooo... Song Mian, you want to abandon me, you are a heartless man who has always been chaotic and always abandoned~~~~"

Yun Xiangxiang held her tightly, but didn't let go, and Song Mian was unwilling to use force on her, so he could only coax her: "I'll get a hot towel to wipe you down, so you can feel better."

"It's good, I feel good when I'm like this!" Yun Xiangxiang gripped even tighter.

At this time, she hung Song Mian's neck with her hands, leaned her head on Song Mian's shoulders, and her slender legs never circled him, as if she was afraid that he would disappear if she let go.

Song Mian tried his best to endure, and had no choice but to comfort her with gentle words, so he could only sit on the sofa like this, move her over and hug her in his arms, planning to massage her acupuncture points to relieve the hangover.

Song Mian's hand had just reached the Baihui acupoint on the top of her head, when Yun Xiangxiang slapped it away: "What do you want to do, you want to take advantage of me...Men are big pigs..."

She turned around, stared fiercely at Song Mian, her breath mixed with alcohol escaped, and announced domineeringly: "I am only allowed to take advantage of you, you are not allowed to take advantage of me, do you hear me!"

"I hear it." Song Mian responded with a good temper, his hand stretched towards Yun Xiangxiang's back.

The acupoints corresponding to the dry spleen, stomach and kidney on the back can also relieve alcohol.

After finally holding it down, Yun Xiangxiang didn't cooperate at all, she grabbed Song Mian's hand as if she had caught a criminal, and yelled at him: "Song Mian, you big bastard, you must want to take advantage of me while I'm drunk , I'm not drunk! Men don't have a good thing..."

Yun Xiangxiang buried his head in Song Mian's arms and pretended to cry, wriggling while crying.

Song Mian felt that he had experienced so much training since he was a child, and this was the time when his will was tested the most.

He was almost driven crazy by the little girl, but this girl still didn't know anything about it.

It took a lot of effort to hold Yun Xiangxiang down, and even if he held it down, he couldn't spare her hands to massage her acupuncture points.

It's a pity that Yun Xiangxiang was well-behaved for less than two minutes, her mouth was a little dry, and then she aimed at Song Mian's lips.

When Song Mian met her hungry wolf eyes, he knew it was not good. If she was awake, Song Mian would definitely be elated.

At this time, Yun Xiangxiang didn't know anything, and he absolutely couldn't take advantage of others' danger.

So, when Yun Xiangxiang kissed him, Song Mian turned his head, and this wet and soft kiss landed on his chin.

Yun Xiangxiang was very dissatisfied with this, and she didn't know where the strength came from, and she suddenly broke away from the restraint of Song Mian's hands.

Holding Song Mian's chin with one hand, he clasped Song Mian hard, and was about to bite his neck fiercely, like an enraged little beast.

Song Mian knew that she was not only irrational but also uncomfortable when she was drunk, so she let her bite herself until the doorbell rang, guessing that Song Qian had made sober soup.

Yun Xiangxiang couldn't let go, so Song Mian could only take her to open the door.

Song Qian looked at Song Mian, who was disheveled and had many small teeth marks on her neck, and felt that she seemed to have come at an inopportune time.

How could Song Mian not know that Song Qian had misunderstood, and did not explain much, and took the sober soup from her hand, wanting to sober Yun Xiang up earlier.

Yun Xiangxiang didn't cooperate at all, and almost threw up the hangover soup. Yun Xiangxiang was so annoying that he couldn't help it. He raised his head and took a big sip, and then fed it to Yun Xiangxiang.

Song Qian closed the door very winkingly and went down.

After drinking a bowl of decoction, Yun Xiangxiang finally calmed down and let Song Mian massage the acupuncture points on her head obediently.

Nestled in Song Mian's arms like a lazy kitten, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

Song Mian could only sigh helplessly, and called Song Qian to come up to change her clothes and wipe her body.

Being angered by Yun Xiangxiang, if he could do it himself and still be able to control himself, then it would be Liu Xiahui.

When Yun Xiangxiang woke up, she found that it was an unfamiliar room. She sat up suddenly, wearing her pajamas.

Pulling the quilt, her memory is very good, and she can recall everything that happened yesterday.

"I'm ashamed to see people." Yun Xiangxiang fell down again, covering himself with the quilt.

She didn't expect her drinking capacity to be so bad. She drank a few glasses on purpose to exercise her drinking capacity, after all, she would need it in the future.

In her previous life, she was obviously a puddle of mud when she was drunk, and she fell asleep in a well-behaved manner.

How did it become like this now, she almost used force on Song Mian.

God! Thinking of this, my face couldn't help but get hot.

How would she face Song Mian?

If he didn't want to face it, he had to face it. After waking up, he had already missed his morning exercise. Yun Xiangxiang washed up and walked downstairs to the living room.

Song Mian was bringing out the breakfast, and seeing her face as usual, her tone was gentle: "Eat breakfast."

Yun Xiangxiang sat over uncomfortably, not knowing what to say.

It was Song Mian who took the initiative to say: "Don't get drunk in the future."