Creation of Dongying Guitan

"Is it very late?" Hongshan said, "It's early enough today, the last time you took me to the hotel, it was almost three o'clock in the morning."

"I will fight till dawn!"

The Holy Son drank a cup by himself, "Is it time for me to speak?"

Shocked by her momentum, Hongshan and Gu Xing nodded together.

"After I graduated from high school, I once hiked alone and went around the country for a week."

"one person?"

"why?"

"Because a scumbag made me anxious."

This time, both Hongshan and Gu Xing lost.

So, next, Gu Xing's big adventure: [Reply to the last text message you received, saying: I like to eat your booger]

Gu Xing remembered that his last text message seemed to be from Anda.So he compiled a text message and sent it to Anda.

Anda: "I said why I have been getting nosebleeds recently, and I thought it was because I stayed up too late."

"..."

Red Shirt's Great Adventure: [The next round of the game, please sit on Gu Xing's lap for the whole time]

Shengzi is numb.

……

【Holy Son, every time the red shirt speaks, you have to applaud】

……

[Gu Xing, you can't move for the next minute, the red shirt can do whatever it wants to you]

……

[Red shirt, gently blowing on the Son's neck]

……

[Gu Xing, you have to act as if the red shirt is your goddess, submit to her feet and obey her orders]

……

【Holy Son, immediately take off the piece of clothing that the red shirt has chosen for you】

……

【Holy Son, please lift the shortest player as high as possible】

……

Son

The scale is very large, and some things are completely impossible to do. It is inevitable that the three of them drank a lot of wine.

At the end of the game, Gu Xing gradually relaxed his vigilance—the red shirt played too much, it didn't look like he was here to find a scapegoat, but more like he was just here for fun.

The three of them had a drink with each other, and they didn't know what outrageous things each other had done, and the air in the room became more and more joyful and enthusiastic.

A roomful of grotesques as spectators

Seems to be enjoying it too.

At some point, the taste of the wine in the glass changed slightly.

Probably because the baijiu ran out and it was replaced with a sake bar.

But, "Hey... why is this wine so strong..."

Shengzi shook his body and lay down on the table.

Afterwards, she struggled to raise her head and glanced at Gu Xing again before she fell down completely.

"Well... I want to..."

Red Shirt shook from side to side and fell on the mat.

Gu Xing was also drunk.

His head is groggy, his upper and lower eyelids just want to close together...or else, just go to sleep... Hongshan is also drunk and has lost the ability to move, so it is temporarily impossible to find Gu Xing as a substitute for the dead.

"Boom-"

Gu Xing fell to the ground, which was a little cold.

Dimly, he felt a pair of gentle hands helping him onto the bed.

"Who……"

He wanted to see the man's appearance, but couldn't open his eyes.

【Let's all go back to the book】——It seems to be an order from Xiaodong.

Immediately afterwards, he vaguely noticed that the grotesques in the room lined up one by one and got into their books.

"what the hell……"

【Gu Xingjun】

He clearly felt the hidden sadness in Xiaodong's tone—[Try to open yourself, really don't leave any more regrets]

"what are you talking about……"

Xiaodong didn't answer anymore.

The man took off his coat.

A faint smell mixed with alcohol entered Gu Xing's nostrils.

For the dead ghost or something, he completely forgot about it.

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Chapter 116 Who is it?mysterious woman

When he woke up the next morning, Gu Xing was the only one in the room.

The air was still filled with the mixed smell of alcohol and smell from last night.

Cups and plates were scattered on the low table.

The grotesques got out of the books one after another, busy with their own affairs.

Zaohui stood at the door without saying a word, with an indifferent expression.

Kita Eijiro brought today's take away proposal, and the noise last night did not delay his writing.During the interval of watching, he completed a short and concise proposal.

The protagonist of today's proposal is an ungrateful person who sent his savior to the tiger's mouth. His actions were extremely despicable, but he escaped punishment because he did not break the law.

The savior has become a ghost in the underworld, but this person still lives a prosperous, stable and leisurely life, without the slightest remorse, and without even a trace of moral guilt.

Gu Xing didn't even want to remember the name of this kind of person, so he approved it directly.

In addition, he added a sentence on the side——

Eijiro, remember to make the atmosphere a little scary.

After reading the proposal, you have to return to reality.

"It's too indulgent..."

Gu Xing's head hurts a little, and he can't remember what happened last night.

He vaguely remembered being offended, only to wake up to find that he was fully clothed.

Is it a dream?Who is that person in the dream.

"What exactly happened?" Gu Xing asked Xiaodong, "Where did the Son and Hongshan go?"

【How do I know... I fell asleep too】

"You sleep?"

[Otherwise, is it possible that I will travel around the world while you are sleeping? 】

Totally unable to communicate.

Gu Xing got up, thought about it and decided to go to the next door first.

"咚咚-"

"Who is it?" The voice of the Holy Son came from inside.

"It's me, Gu Xing."

After a while, Shengzi opened the door blushing, "Gu Xingjun, good morning."

"Are you alone?" Gu Xing looked into the door, "Where is the red shirt?"

"did not see it."

The Holy Son's face immediately stiffened.

"Uh... I drank too much yesterday, and I don't even know when I fell asleep," Gu Xing said, "Do you have any memory? How did you go back?"

The son's expression was very surprised, "Didn't you bring me back?"

Gu Xing gave her an even more surprised expression.

"Impossible," said the Holy Son, "Last night, although I didn't open my eyes, I felt that the person holding me was you. The smell on your body is so similar..."