There is a Breeze When He Laughs

   Chapter 810

   "Yes, after all, you are blind, and I can't even look down on him."

  Nan Chete said narcissistically.

  Wen Yiren rolled his eyes, walked over and unplugged the power without a word, the deafening music stopped abruptly.

  The two were still dancing in front of the TV. Seeing that the music was gone, they all looked angry at Wen Yiren.

   "What's the matter with you, I'll sue you for breaking into a private house!"

   "Who is it, I dare to bully even if I am impermanent?"

  It seems to be really drunk and not light.

  Looking at Bai Wuchang and Ngau Tau Ma Mian again, they have fallen asleep on the carpet.

  Xuxu rubbed her temples, "I called some ghosts to take them back."

"it is good."

  'S gaze fell on Heiwuchang again, "Take this with you."

  Mu Chengsen drank a few more sips of wine, stumbled on the spot, looked at Wen Yiren in a daze, smiled particularly wretched, "Oh, beauty, you look familiar, what's your name?"

  Mu Chengsen raised his finger and waved, "Naughty."

  咦~

  Wen pleasantly rubbed the goose bumps on his arm, real mother.

   "Mu Chengsen, open your dog eyes and take a good look at who I am."

   "Where did the **** come from, I have such beautiful eyes, you actually said I am a dog eye!"

  Mu Chengsen akimbo her hands, staring at Wen Yiren fiercely.

   Domination Yasha?

   "Mu Chengsen, your kid is itchy, isn't it?"

   "You are itchy, your whole family is itchy."

  Wen pleasantly smiled slyly, clenched a fist with one hand and swung a breath towards Mu Chengsen, then snorted coldly, looked at Mu Chengsen who had fainted on the ground, and kicked him unconsciously.

   "Let's go."

   Just turned around, suddenly remembering something, took a pen and wrote a line in Mu Chengsen's palm.

   "This is two hundred and five."

  *

  When Mu Chengsen woke up, he found himself lying on the carpet, with several beer bottles beside him, the TV was also on, showing the song order page.

How is this going?

   Suspiciously scratched his head and got up. Oh, my eyes hurt.

  Mu Chengsen grinned and raised his phone to turn on the selfie function.

   "Damn, what horribly disfigured Lao Tzu while I was asleep?"

  On the screen, one of his eyes was suddenly cyan.

  He vaguely remembered that he met Wen Yiren when he went to dinner yesterday, and then he drank two glasses of wine and became drunk, but it seemed that he had worshipped a few brothers and invited to be a guest at home. Then what?

  Mu Chengsen racked his brains, but couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

   Could it be that one of those brothers was drunk and had a fight with him?

   Clicking his eyes again, Mu Chengsen's complexion was extremely ugly, he was about to pour a glass of water, and suddenly found a line on his palm.

  ‘Brother, this is my phone number, you are welcome to contact me at any time, 180xxxxxxxx, Fan Wushuu who loves you stays. "

   is really called Fan Wujiu?

  Mu Chengsen was a little drunk last night, but he still had basic consciousness, and I could vaguely think of it all together before going home.

  It seems that one of his brothers is called Fan Wujiao and Xie Bian. Fan Wujiu is a black guy, maybe a non-Asian mixed race. That Xie Bian is too white, like a little white face, and is still in the entertainment industry.

  Oh, but the two are very interesting.

  Mu Chengsen decisively made a call based on that call.

   First, a strange ringtone remembered, and then, it was a female voice that sounded a little creepy.

  "Hello, this is the prefectural government information desk. Please press 1 for prefectural account inquiries, press 2 for registration and reincarnation, press 3 for complaints about ghosts, and press * for ghost workers..."

  (End of this chapter)