I sat cross-legged on the blanket under the coffee table, looking at Yan Zao with distress and helplessness.

"I don't want to like him anymore."

Yan Zao hugged the pillow tightly, and the tip of his nose became sore again. He was obviously drunk, so why was he still so sad?

She stood up her head again and looked at Dai Xinmeng with drunken eyes, "Open me a bottle of wine again."

Dai Xinmeng will definitely not let her drink it anymore. She lifted the warm water on the table and handed it to her, "Drink some water first, slow down and then drink it."

Yan Zao's hands were soft on the pillow, and he couldn't even lift them up, so he waved his hands around.

Dai Xinmeng simply got up and lifted her upper body, forced some water into her mouth to make her stomach more comfortable.

At this time, Yan could no longer distinguish between sake and water, and the sky and the earth were turning.

Dai Xinmeng put her down, she turned over, faced the backrest of the sofa, curled up, looking particularly petite and trembling.

I was so painful that I wanted to dig out my heart and lose it.

He muttered in a daze, "If you don't have a heart, you won't hurt, right?"

‘Oh!’ Dai Xinmeng sighed helplessly. She really hoped that she had no heart and no lungs.

She didn't accept Yan Zao's words.

Worried that she was catching a cold so she got up and took a blanket and put it on Yan Zao's body. Yan Zao suddenly said in a daze again, "I like this year again. If I like Lan Mu again, I will gain ten pounds and one hundred pounds."

The sound is loud.

After calling her, she calmed down again.

This situation, not the first time Dai Xinmeng has seen or heard this. She smiled angrily: "That's not possible. You are Wei'er little loli. How should you wear those LO sluts when you get fat?"

Yan Zao closed her eyes, "I really want Lan Mu to like me and want to act coquettishly with him."

I really want to know what it feels like to be liked by Lan Mu, and I really want to try what it feels like to act coquettishly with Lan Mu.

She felt that the wine was blocking her throat, and she couldn't get out or down. She felt uncomfortable and tossed and turned.

The blanket on her body slid down several times, and Dai Xinmeng picked it up and covered it for her without bothering.

Listening to Yan Zao's constant muttering of Lan Mu, she picked up Yan Zao's cell phone in anger, lit up the screen and looked at Yan Zao's face, "Open your eyes and unlock it, I'll dial his number for you."

Yan Zao's brain was not in charge, and he didn't know who Dai Xinmeng was talking about. He opened his eyes obediently, and his eyes were red with rolling eyes.

The phone was unscreened. Dai Xinmeng found the number noted Lan Mu in Yan Zao's phone book and dialed it out without hesitation.

...

The clock pointed at eleven o'clock, and Lan Mu took the water cup downstairs to pour water for the seventh time.

There was a water dispenser and refrigerator in the room, including all kinds of wine and drinks. Aunt Lan looked at him and asked in confusion: "Amu, are there no water on your floor?"

I just changed it this morning, did I drink it so quickly?

Lan Mu didn't go back to Aunt Lan and asked, "Why are you not sleeping?"

"I haven't come back yet. I'm a little worried. I don't know who she has played well with. There is not even a person asking."

The old man said, suddenly thought of something and asked Lan Mu again: "Do you have the number of a friend she plays well? Call and ask, it's eleven o'clock."

She looked at the clock in the living room and it was ten o'clock.

It was early morning, and she was really worried about whether a girl would encounter anything outside.

Lan Mu shook his head, "No."

He said two words expressionlessly, but he couldn't hear any concern. After saying that, he walked towards the stairs, looking like he was about to go upstairs.
Chapter completed!