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Chapter 77 76. Repaying Gratitude!

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Ye Zhibai's mind is full of flying fire meteor pendulum, flying wildly.

She was completely ignorant of the reality.

Drunk, who knows what.

But the tactile feedback from the palm just now is really powerful!

If you want to describe it, it's like patting Ansai's waist drum...

It is both passionate and fun, as well as an unparalleled sense of stress release!

But at this moment, this "Ansai Waist Drum" is still lying on the bed, as if waiting for me to continue shooting!

Wuwu thank you, waist drum, you are really understanding.

Therefore, Xiao Zhibai raised her left arm again, stretched her arm to the limit distance to obtain the maximum kinetic energy, and then suddenly lowered her arm against the waist drum again!

pia~~! !

——It was a more inspiring Juexiang than before!

"ah!!"

This is not finished.

Ye Zhibai didn't just use his left hand this time.

And the right hand has long been raised high, ready for it!

After the left hand completed the attacking posture, the right hand followed closely to pick up the rhythm!

pia! !

When the right hand ends, it's the left hand again!

This is called an infinite virtuous circle.

Ye Zhibai slapped Ansai's waist drum like a storm!

The crisp sound is already heard!

He's obviously drunk and still has this ruthlessness!If you say that there is no hatred or hatred, Guangyu will not believe it!

As the slapping sound continued to fill the corners of the room, Ye Zhiyun's "begging for mercy" that was completely out of tune was also full of witty words, singing and dancing.

"Sister, don't...! Woohoo! It's too much! It's too much!!"

"Woo...don't keep taking pictures of the same place, it hurts...! I was wrong, Yun'er knew it!! I'm sorry!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Sister, please love me again! Long live my sister!!"

When the slap sounded no less than twenty times, Jun'er had already started begging for mercy.

But when the beat reached thirty, Yun'er's words became extremely strange!

And now... Ye Zhibai's hands hurt from slapping her.

It is almost impossible to organize a stronger offensive.

The number of slaps is hard to count.

As for Yun'er, there was no sound at all.

Even though some unintelligible single sounds came out of her mouth from time to time, it was already difficult to distinguish whether she was begging for mercy or wanted Ye Zhibai to continue.

She was lying on the bed, sweat soaked the sheets.

Poor Xiao Zhibai's bed sheets, they were just changed this morning, and now they are finished again!

Guangyu was dumbfounded!

She felt that this was simply domestic violence!

The cat-shaped little fox huddled in the corner of the bookshelf, not daring to move, it was afraid that Ye Zhibai's ruthless iron palm would fall on its poor cat's head.

Ye Zhibai raised his left hand up for the last time, this time without strength, he could only lightly cover the thigh of the "Ansai Waist Drum".

Ahh... this waist drum is really weird.

As if I could tremble, throbbing and throbbing, it was indescribable.

Well, it must have been broken.

Ye Zhiyun's mind went down for a long time before she finally regained some strength and turned over on the bed with difficulty.

Obviously she was the one lying on the bed and not moving, but she was panting and out of breath.

It's as if breathing a little more relaxed can suffocate yourself to death.

Yun'er put her arms on her forehead to cover her teary cheeks, and there was still a trace of crystal clear at the corner of her mouth.

If you don't know, you must really think that Xiao Zhibai is inflicting domestic violence on her!

After taking several heavy breaths, Yun'er was finally able to move her arms away from her blurred blue eyes.

She saw that her sister was still drunk, swaying from side to side, and seemed to be catching a little tea cat on the bookshelf that kept jumping and dodging, meowing in fright.

Ah... just now, I always feel that I have experienced something wonderful.

It's like traveling in the starry sky, the whole person is about to float up.

Ye Zhiyun tried her best to fold her hands together, placed them in front of her constantly rising and falling chest, and said silently to the ceiling.

"Thanks to the gods...Thanks to my sister...Thanks to the gifts of all things in the world, it's good to be alive."

Except that the butt hurts and hurts!Everything is fine!

Oh no, butt hurts, which is also very good!

Ye Zhiyun struggled to get up on the bed again, and walked feebly behind Ye Zhibai who was still messing around.

From this backside angle, hands landed on the front of her belly, hugging her.

"Hoo...sister...thank you for giving Yun'er a reward, but you should be feeling very uncomfortable now, right? Listen to Yun'er's words...can you go to sleep? Yun'er will feel distressed."

"..."

Woohoo, Ansai Waist Drum has been repaired and came to me again!

Even though Ye Zhibai still has the spirit of fighting, the alcohol is getting stronger and stronger.

Although he didn't want to vomit, his head was groggy, and his nerves were pierced by bouts of dizziness.

Ye Zhibai turned around in Yun'er's arms, and leaned forward. In just three or two steps, she used this momentum to throw Yun'er down on the bed again.

There was no smell of alcohol, but what Ye Zhiyun could smell was the soothing fragrance of flowers from her sister.

The chests of the two were pressed together, and the rebound notes that once caused a wave-like sound were unique in the world.

Well, Yun'er is convinced that tonight is probably her lucky day.

But compared to her own luck, she still wants her sister to rest earlier and stop forcing herself.

"Sister...? Can you hear me?"

"I dreamed that a giraffe ran across the desert...running wildly..."

"?!"

"Yun'er! I miss...studying! Going to college!!"

Isn't the topic change a bit too fast? Hey! !

However, Ye Zhiyun had to pay attention to Ye Zhibai's last sentence just now.

She tolerated Ye Zhibai's drunkenness, even though she was suppressed like this, she raised her arms, wrapped around Ye Zhibai's slender waist, and hugged her tightly on her body.

Maybe in this way, my sister can feel more at ease?

"Sister, tell me, do you miss college...? But you didn't go to school before, even if you take the college entrance examination, it will probably be a three-day trip... cough cough! No! Sister is very smart! At least...at least It will definitely impress the marking teacher to get a double-digit score!"

Yes, Yun'er is full of confidence in her sister!

But now Ye Zhibai can't analyze Yun'er's words rationally.

She only has the most authentic thoughts deep in her heart in her mind.

These words also blurted out.

"College...friends...good life...missing books...wanting to be like normal people...studying! Going to the amusement park...playing with the big pendulum! Ride...roller coaster..."

"...!"

Ye Zhiyun suddenly felt very sour in her heart.

Very bitter.

Although my sister's words are drunk, they are "nonsense".

But is it really just gibberish?

Don't forget, there is a saying that tells the truth after drinking.

Does this discourse contain many real thoughts?

No... Yun'er should have known, even if her sister didn't say anything, she should have known about her sister's expectations!

Sister, thank you for being drunk...for reminding Yun'er who is not up to date.

Yun'er put out a hand on Ye Zhibai's back, and stroked her silky silver hair, with such a pampering expression.

"Sister... Jun'er knows, um, let's go to school, I will discuss with dad and let you go to school. Even if you can't go to college... no, no matter what, you have to give it a try, right?"

"Hmm... don't look down on... people... mere college... handle it..."

It's a pity that Ye Zhibai didn't pinch the university, but pinched Yun'er's chest nearby.

Because this kind of touch is very comfortable and very powerful!

Yun'er continued to tolerate Ye Zhibai's thoughts, rather, please continue! !

Suddenly, the mobile phone that had just slipped from her pocket onto the bed rang.

"Ah... my sister, wait a moment, the phone is ringing."

"Not nice..."

"Well, I'll change the ringtone tomorrow."

Ye Zhiyun hugged Ye Zhibai firmly, stretched out a finger, and tapped the answer button and the hands-free button on the phone.

The anxious voices of the maid members of the Ye Family Maid Group also came from the loudspeaker.

"Second Miss! We have brought the anti-alcohol medicine, may I ask if Missy is asleep! We don't know if Missy still needs it!"

"You guys wait outside, I'll go out and get it, it's really needed."

Indeed, much needed.

Ye Zhiyun gave the order, and hung up the phone with the same action as before.

I have to say that the call came very timely.

Anti-alcoholic medicine, it is really timely rain!

Ye Zhibai is actually drinking like a madman right now, and actually doesn't have much strength.

Yun'er just turned over lightly, then reversed her position, into a posture that pressed Ye Zhibai under her body.

As a comfort, Yun'er leaned over, with gentle eyes, and kissed Ye Zhibai's left cheek lightly.

"Sister, why don't you wait here for a while? I'll get you the anti-alcoholic medicine, and you'll feel better after drinking it. Today we have to try to go to bed early, and we must not forget about going to school. We must talk about it in detail tomorrow!"

"Big pendulum..."

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