When supporting Su Ran, the mother and daughter held him on the left and right. The drunk Su Ran tilted his head to the right, muttered "Wei Zi" nonsense, and was about to kiss her on the cheek.
"I'm your mother-in-law."
Liu Piaopiao pushed his face away and fell on Shan Weizi's shoulder.
At the gate of the courtyard.
On one side is the yard prepared for Su Ran, and on the other side is Shan Weizi's yard.
Shan Weizi blushed and said, "Why don't you help him back to my room so I can take care of him at night."
Liu Piaopiao rolled her eyes and said, "You're talking as if he didn't sleep in your room when he came that time. Go open the door."
"Yeah." Shan Weizi let go of her hand and ran to open the door.
A drunk person is very heavy. Su Ran is tall, and Liu Piaopiao, a woman, does not have the strength to support him. So when Shan Weizi left, Liu Piaopiao felt that Su Ran was like a huge rock, pressing down on her.
"Oh my, Su Ran, be good. If you can't drink that much, what can you drink? Don't let Su Ran drink so much next time. You're killing me."
Snap...
He hit Su Ran's hand.
"Don't move."
"I am coming."
Shan Weizi ran back, continued to hold Su Ran, and helped her back to the bed in the room on the second floor.
Huh~
Liu Piaopiao was so tired that she was panting. She looked down and saw that the first button of the cheongsam on her shoulder was unbuttoned. How could this be possible? Did they really treat me as their daughter?
"You take good care of her. I want to leave."
Liu Piaopiao left the yard with her buttons fastened.
…
The evening breeze made the small window rustle. In the room, a girl named Shan Weizi was patiently waiting on her drunken lover by the bed.
She wiped Su Ran's body and looked at the phone next to her. It was beeping with many WeChat messages, including one from the girlfriend Liu Jinyu that Su Ran had mentioned before.
"Su Ran... who is your favorite?"
She leaned over, put her lips close to Su Ran's, and listened to some of his drunken words, but tears inexplicably flowed down her face. Whether it was bitter, sweet, happy, or sad, only she knew.
…
The morning sun shone into the house. Su Ran woke up from his hangover and heard a noise downstairs. He walked to the window and looked down. He saw Shan Weizi, dressed in white, dancing with a sword.
Su Ran washed up and went downstairs.
"Are you awake?"
Shan Weizi threw the sword into the flower bed, ran over and took Su Ran's hand, "Are you hungry? I'll take you to have breakfast."
Su Ran: "Well, okay, by the way, Wei Zi, did I say anything last night?"
Shan Weizi shook her head: "No, would you say anything?"
Su Ran: "Oh, no."
What Su Ran clearly felt different today was that Shan Weizi treated her better, almost doting on her and even wanting to feed her.
This is strange. Logically, women would dislike men when they are drunk, so why does she love him more and more?
Are you hoping that I'll drink myself to death?
"Weizi, what's wrong with you? Tell me honestly, you must have done something to me after I got drunk, right?"
Shan Weizi took Su Ran's hand and said happily, "I heard that people speak the truth when they are drunk. You were drunk yesterday, and I secretly asked you who you liked the most."
Su Ran: "How did I answer?"
Shan Weizi: "You said you like me the most."
Su Ran: "Of course!"
Su Ran thought to herself, what's going on? I like Shan Weizi the most?
'Ding! System prompt, emergency public relations: This emergency public relations statement is to protect the host from being hacked to death by a woman with a hatchet due to a slip of the tongue. Therefore, when drunk, unconscious, or talking in sleep, the system will have a designated person, the pillow person, to prevent calling the wrong name and endangering life.'
Note: This emergency public relations function was added when the host of Maoyue mistakenly identified Xiao Wanqing last time.
“…”
Emergency PR?
Hmm...Su Ran understood that this was a life-saving function.
For example, if you were sleeping with Liu Jinyu in your arms and talking in your sleep saying "Xie Yinren", you would be hacked to death by Liu Jinyu.
For example, last night Shan Weizi asked Su Ran who he liked the most. If Su Ran had said Xiao Wanqing nonsense, she might have been killed with a sword.
When women become cruel, they can be really cruel. There are many news reports of women hacking their husbands to death while they are sleeping.
And it’s not a mistake to say this way. If anyone asks who I like the most, you will be the one.
This is awesome.
I guess this skill is liked by men all over the world.
To be honest, Su Ran actually likes the kind of love that "holds hands with you and grows old together, and is a pair for the rest of our lives" from the bottom of his heart, and he really doesn't like having too many girls.
However, humans are emotional animals. If you think about the girls around you for a long time, you will develop feelings for them, which is very confusing.
However, Su Ran regarded the 'Four Little Ones' as an inseparable group, equivalent to one person.
Then, there is only another girl in life, Shan Weizi.
After finishing the porridge, Su Ran reached out and touched Shan Weizi's long hair. He wanted to confess himself and didn't want to deceive Shan Weizi. In fact, it couldn't be called deception. When there was a misunderstanding before, Su Ran said that he had a girlfriend and even called Liu Jinyu. Who knew that this little idiot was too immersed in the role, and kept saying "I'm not your girlfriend, I'm your sister. What do you want? Do you want to love your sister? Incest and incest are not allowed."
Liu Jinyu likes to play "sister and brother" and is a little perverted.
After a pause, he decided to confess. After all, he really didn't like hiding things and playing with women like fools.
"Weizi, actually I..."
"Shh! You can't say that."
Shan Weizi put her index finger on Su Ran's mouth.
She tilted her head and fell into his arms again.
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