When Yue Xi opened his eyes, he felt that his head was so painful that he was about to explode. There seemed to be thousands of villains in his head beating gongs and drums, and thousands of others setting off firecrackers. His veins jumped and he stretched out his hand to touch. He climbed up from the ground against the wall, but he didn't walk a few steps while holding the wall, and he stepped on something round and slippery under his feet, and one fell into the mud with a dog who couldn't stabilize it.

The ugly posture is secondary. The important thing is that his head hurts even more with his fall.

He simply lay down on the ground like that, and after lying down for a while, he suddenly heard the sound of someone opening the door, and then there was a sound of footsteps. Yue Xi wanted to get up and take a look, and then he tried hard and gave up-don't climb, for fear that he would stumble again before he got up. The fall is called a sour and refreshing.

Someone pulled him up from the ground rudely and slapped him **** the face-if that counts as a pat. Yue Xi said that he felt it was more like a slap, the palm of the other party was very rough, and Yue Xi felt dizzy every time he took a shot. After a long while, he burst out a few words between his teeth: "Stop, stop..."

"Damn you're still drinking? I thought you were dead!" The visitor grabbed Yue Xi and swayed, and Yue Xi suddenly felt like he was overwhelmed. Although he didn't have much strength, he didn't want to vomit when he opened his eyes. Now that he can't control his eyes with his eyes closed, isn't it all to blame for this person for holding him to death?

So he threw up all on the other party with a wow, and the other party roared, but instead of throwing him away, he stopped breathing in disgust. By the way, "Damn..."

Yue Xi feels comfortable, who knows that the other party will lift him up in the next second. It is really a lift, but this posture is easier to bear, just don't shake it anyway.

With a burst of cold water, Yue Xi’s chaotic brain finally felt sober for a while, even a male ghost couldn’t resist this feeling. He stretched out his hand to pull away the water droplets stuck on his face, and looked at the ring of hands standing in front of him. Chested man: "What are you doing?"

"What do you say Lao Tzu is doing? Lao Tzu came to you when he was full?" The man asked in surprise. "Don't you see what you are like, you are not a ghost or a ghost, for a woman? People say they don't like you."

Yue Xibai glanced at him: "It’s your ass." He felt much better, so he got up, touched the wall, pulled a towel and wiped himself casually, then his legs were soft and almost slipped, and the rough man immediately helped him. Yue Xi slapped his hand away and walked out of the bathroom.

When I went out, I found out that there were wine bottles everywhere in the living room. Maybe he slipped accidentally because he stepped on the wine bottles just now. The fall was hard enough. Now Yue Xi feels that he has lumbar pain-he won't break his bones anymore. ?

The man followed behind him and tidied up his things: "What are you doing? Oh, what's the smell in this room..." He fanned the wind in disgust, and then opened the curtains.

The dazzling sunlight came in, and Yue Xi took the opportunity to take a look at the house. The decoration is good, it is the style he likes, the only thing is that it is too smelly-it is really smelly, it is all the smell of wine, and he just vomited at the other party. The filth that accidentally fell from the body.

Although I stayed in the Wangchuan River for a long time, although I always fought with countless evil spirits and swallowed each other, although I was covered with filth-but it was all spiritual and spiritual, and the body had never been so dirty. No matter how dirty Wangchuanhe is, there is no vomit.

The reason why the water of Wangchuan River is so turbid is because it is full of tears and sadness of ghosts, as well as their unwillingness and resentment. Countless negative emotions made the river muddy, but if you look down from the head of the Naihe Bridge, when the wind is calm and the waves are calm, the Wangchuan River is crystal clear.

"You pack it up."

Men seem to be used to being called by Yue Xi too. Don't look at others tall, half a head taller than Yue Xi, but they are really careful in doing housework. Yue Xi collapsed and sat down on the sofa, and the man poured him a glass of water.

An hour later, the floor was visible, and all the trash on the table and floor was cleaned up. Yue Xi lay on the sofa and said to the man, "Thank you."

There is no sincerity.

The man sat down on the sofa opposite Yue Xi, and looked at his drunken look and couldn't help but said: "If you want me to like it, go after it and let it go. What kind of love do I pretend to be here? I won't take your affection."

His head hurts so he can't think, so Yue Xi, who is slow to receive memory, gave the other person a white look: "It's your shit."

"It's because of my ass. It's because I was passionate about myself that I ran to see you alive." The man was used to his squirting and didn't get angry. He just rolled his eyes and got up from his side and walked to Yue Xi. He kicked him in the calf and said, "Get up, go take a bath and change clothes. I'll get you something to eat."

Yue Xi waved his hand, and the man picked him up again.

Really are……

After being thrown into the bathroom, Yue Xi sat next to the wall for a few minutes before cheering up. This head hurts so much, I don't know how much wine the owner of this body has drunk before. Yue Xi doesn't like to drink, wine makes people look less like himself, and he prefers to be sober and calm.

Originally only intended to take a cold bath, Yue Xi found out that he had overestimated this physical body... I don’t know how long this person had been depressed. The dirt on his body had to be rubbed with a bath towel, and one by one, he almost vomited in disgust. After washing himself inside and out, he was willing to go out, until there was no more strange smell on his body before he walked out of the bathroom.

Of course, I can’t ask for the clothes I wore before. I just threw it into the trash can, opened the closet and replaced it with a clean one, and then blew my hair. I felt that the whole person was much more refreshed.

When he walked out of the bedroom, the man just made the meal in the open kitchen, and when he saw Yue Xi came out, he greeted him, "Come and eat."

It may be because Yue Xi just drank a lot of alcohol, so the man only made simple porridge, and fried a hot and sour potato shreds, and the others were gone-for no other reason, basically you can’t eat the ingredients that are still in the refrigerator. Yes, even these potatoes and rice were pulled out from a pile of rotten food.

Yue Xi looked at the food on the table and screamed vigorously. He took the spoon and ate it, and the man opened a bottle of cold beer very easily, and threw it into the trash after a few sips—very accurate.

Fifteen minutes later, Yue Xi, who had eaten and drunk enough, came back alive. He stretched his waist, finally he was in the mood to look at what the man looked like.

Hmm...high.

It's really tall, Yue Xi himself is 1.87 meters, but the other party is half a head taller than himself. He couldn't help but ask: "How tall are you?"

The man glanced at him strangely: "Nineteen ninety-nine."

Twelve centimeters taller than him... Yue Xi nodded, and the man asked, "Don't you know how tall I am?"

"Forgot." Explained to the man concisely and concisely. Yue Xi packed up the dishes and the man hurried over: "Come on, don't mess around with these, and I will wash it later." He said Yue Xi snatched the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, not dare to let Yue Xi touch it.

Yue Xi was in a daze. When he was Zheng Jiashu before, he would take the initiative to wash the dishes every time he finished eating, because Zheng's mother never let him intervene while cooking. Now that the man suddenly stopped him from washing the dishes, he was still a little uncomfortable. Then I remembered, oh, I am no longer Zheng Jiashu.

That maternal love is not my own.

The black eyes slowly became a little deeper, and no one could see what was hidden inside. Yue Xi looked at the man’s back. The kitchen was already spacious enough, but he immediately felt oppressed when he stood inside. Tall and very strong, the simple t-shirt has clearly depicted the muscle shape under his clothes. Yue Xi took a look at his arm-forget it, it is estimated that the other party can smash him flat with a fist.

Soon, the man finished washing the bowls, tidied up and sat at the table, staring at Yue Xi for a while and said, "...you seem to be different."

"Where is it different?"

"If I had criticized you like this before, you would have been angry early. Not only are you not angry today, but you are quite obedient." The man touched his chin and thought. "Could it be said that this broken love can really change a person? Your such a bad temper can be saved, this world is really amazing."

Looking at the tower, his mouth is quite poisonous. Yue Xi glanced at the other person lazily, and asked him to get himself a bottle of beer. Unexpectedly, when a man heard that he was going to drink, he immediately became nervous: "Are you crazy, haven't you had enough for so many days? If you drink it further, you will be alcohol poisoned!"

"It's too hot." Yue Xi said impatiently. "Give me a bottle of ice."

Seeing that the man seemed unhappy, he got up to the refrigerator, looked up and down, and there was a bottle left. Just as he was about to reach out, a thick and black arm stretched out first, took it away first, and then squeezed it and tore it open. Fill your mouth with one hole. Yue Xi stared at this heroic drink, ten seconds... maybe five seconds? Anyway, in a blink of an eye, the last bottle of cold beer was gone.

The man was still very proud after drinking: "You are thirsty and drink water."

Still drinking water, there is nothing in the refrigerator, does he drink water from the tap? Yue Xi turned around and sat down on the sofa, turning on the TV smoothly, although he didn't watch much.

After the man threw the beer can, he leaned over, first looked at Yue Xi carefully, and then asked as if he was afraid of touching his wounds, "You... don't you still think about that woman, do you?"

"What if you think about it, what if you don't want to?"

The man couldn’t understand what Yue Xi’s words meant. He squinted his eyes for a moment and said, “Or I’ll introduce you to a new girl. much better."

"What do you know." Yue Xi snorted.