"Yes, yes, don't go!" Mu Yin tried his best to keep him.
Yu Qiu: "I don't usually see you working so hard."
"Don't go, let's drink together." Although Feng Xinglan was talking to Yun Zheng, he was staring at the three pots of spirit wine.
Yun Zheng: “…”
In the end, Yun Zheng stayed.
She had prepared some hangover pills in advance and distributed them to the four of them, but Mo Jing righteously refused, "Drinking is all about that drunken, dizzy feeling. What's the point of having a hangover pill? No!"
Others also declined.
However, as the youngest, Mu Yin had no choice. Yun Zheng forced him to take a sobering pill and explicitly forbade him to drink more than three cups.
"Why? I'm a man too." Mu Yin cried.
Yun Zheng: "Wait until you are a head taller than me before you say that."
"Hahaha, you two are dwarfs!" Yu Qiu laughed.
Mu Yin: “…”
Yun Zheng stared at him fiercely, raised her hand, and punched Yu Qiu in the face cleanly and neatly.
With a 'bang', he fell off the stone bench and sat on his buttocks on the ground. His face was in pain and Yu Qiu cried out 'ouch' a few times, grimacing in pain exaggeratedly.
Yun Zheng: "You're the only one who talks too much."
It's late at night.
There were three drunkards in the yard of Room 666. One was waving his hands around in an attempt to prove his kendo skills, one was holding a wine jug and grinning foolishly, and one wanted to climb a tree.
Mo Jing was as agile as a monkey and could jump to the top of a tree even when drunk. It was really frightening to see him swaying on the treetop.
Afraid that he would fall.
Mu Yin, whose face was a little red after drinking three glasses of wine, saw this scene, swallowed his saliva, and asked Yun Zheng in surprise: "Was it the same thing last time?"
When Yun Zheng heard this, she recalled how silly she had been and found it hard to speak.
She said seriously, "They are like that, but I am not."
Mu Yin believed it.
Yun Zheng looked up at Mo Jing who was in danger, took a deep breath, tiptoed, stepped up on the branches, grabbed the back of his collar, and brought him down.
Mo Jing was dazed and reeking of alcohol, and he was still clamoring to go back to the treetop to dance.
Yun Zheng couldn't stand it any longer and slashed him on the back of the neck with a knife.
'Snap'
Mo Jing fainted instantly.
Yun Zheng threw Mo Jing to Mu Yin, then walked behind Feng Xinglan and wanted to give him a knife, but he was very sharp and swung an "empty sword" at her.
"kill!"
He shouted, and fell to the side unbalancedly. With a 'bang', he fell asleep.
Yun Zheng: “…”
Okay, she doesn't have to do it.
Looking at Yu Qiu again, the loose red robe slipped off her shoulders, revealing her fair shoulders and collarbone. I have to say, she was quite sexy.
But what is he doing?!
"vomit……"
When the sound of vomiting was heard, Yun Zheng's eyes suddenly became red.
He actually vomited!
Yun Zheng helplessly held her forehead with her hand. She glanced at Mu Yin who was not far away and said, "A Yin, help Mo Jing back to his yard."
"Oh." Mu Yin nodded and helped Mo Jing back.
Yun Zheng didn't look at Yu Qiu again. She squatted down, grabbed Feng Xinglan's collar, and carried him back to Room 668 like a chicken.
However, since Feng Xinglan was thin but very tall, his feet rubbed against the ground when he was held by Yun Zheng.
Fortunately, I had shoes, otherwise my feet would have been rubbed off.
If the people of the White Tiger Nation saw this, they would probably rush over, shaking Yun Zheng's shoulders vigorously and demanding angrily, "How could you treat our aloof and unparalleled Prince Feng like this?! Why don't you stop your foolish behavior!"
Too bad no one saw this.
Yun Zheng didn't think anything was wrong.
It’s impossible to carry it on your back, and it’s impossible to hug it!
You can only mention it, or you can delay it.
Grown men, being carried or hugged by a woman, would probably feel ashamed when they woke up.
After sending Feng Xinglan back, she saw Mu Yin waiting by the side.
"A Zheng, look at Yu Qiu..." Mu Yin pointed at Yu Qiu with a look of disgust.
There was a pool of unknown stain in front of Yu Qiu, and he was leaning against the stone table, sleeping soundly.
Yun Zheng said very fairly: "Let's play rock-paper-scissors. Whoever loses gets to take him back."
The two played rock-paper-scissors.
"I'm leaving. Remember to close the door for me." Yun Zheng waved to him with a smile on her face, then walked inside.
Mu Yin was tired and showed a little aggrieved expression. He tried to keep Yun Zheng, but he could only see her back as she left in a graceful manner.
"well……"
"Why do you stink so bad!"
He covered his nose.
Mu Yin helped the disheveled Yu Qiu back home and helped Yun Zheng close the door.
On the third day of the holiday, Feng Xinglan, Mo Jing and Yu Qiu slept all day long because the aftereffect of the snow fog fruit wine was too strong.
Mu Yin originally wanted to come and chat with Yun Zheng, but found that she was seriously making medicine and drawing talismans.
The little trick he had originally planned to play was instantly retracted. Mu Yin clenched his fists and looked determined. He couldn't lose!
Yun Zheng didn't know that she had invisibly inspired Mu Yin.
The three days of rest passed quickly.
The students who left the Holy Academy also gradually returned, feeling a little bored.
Nangong Qingqing and Nangong Junze also came back that night. They completed a task with their seniors from the previous class and each received 200 points.
When Yun Zheng left the room to relax, she met Nangong Qingqing who had just returned.
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