Xiao Tianti broke away from his hand, got up, and turned lightly: "Let's talk about it when we go to the couch..."
"Little ghost spirit, okay, let's go to the bed and have a good talk—" He stood up and wanted to rush over.
Suddenly he tripped, his left foot stepped on his right foot, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
He also stunned for a while, and said with a wry smile: "This king drank a bit too much today." He drank one at noon today, another one at night, and now he drank a lot.
He thought of getting up, but his feet were soft and inexplicable, and he didn't stand up. He has always been self-disciplined, and he has almost never been drunk, but he did not expect that today—
However, it's too exaggerated to stand up, right? He has never been like this before.
A slender hand stretched out in front of him, and a voice smiled: "What's the matter? I will help you up?"
Xilingqi naturally held her hand, Xiao Tianti slightly hardened, Xilingqi finally stood up halfway. When he was standing still, Xiao Tianti suddenly shook her hand—
Xiling Qi had a flower in front of him, and he flew out directly! Hit the corner of the table with a bang.
"You..." Xiling Qi was half sober.
"Oh, I missed it. I'm sorry." Xiao Tianti walked over and stretched out his hand to him: "No way this time, come, come, I will help you again.
Xilingqi didn’t know whether it was bumping or drinking, and his entire head was buzzing. He shook his head, looked at the jade-like hands in front of him, and suddenly raised his head: "You deliberately! What did you put in the wine? ?"
He is also a master of poison. If there is any poison in the wine, he can taste it with a slight touch of his lips. It will definitely not be so silent.
He has very soft feet now, so soft that he can't stand it! Ordinary wine cannot have this effect. It's just—how on earth did he get the trick
"Oh, you can see it." Xiao Tianti smiled, smiling presumptuously and enchantingly, squatting in front of him, patted his face with a doglike hand: "Do you know what I want to do?"
Xiling Qi took a breath, staring at her with long narrow eyes: "Qing Ti, stop making trouble. This is not fun—"
"Plap!" With a crisp sound, Xiling Qi slapped his face severely, and his words were also interrupted.
Xiao Tianti raised her eyebrows and the corners of her lips twitched: "Is it fun now?"
Xiling Qi: "...Qingti, what's wrong with you? Have you got a demon?" He calmly wanted to step back.
Xiao Tianti stepped on one foot and kicked him to the ground again: "Don't you like to be more intense? That sister will let you be in ecstasy!" With a hook on his toe, he kicked him twice. child!
Xiling's body was weak, unable to resist. He wanted to condense his thoughts, but he didn't know why he couldn't condense.
He struggled again, still unable to get up. Seeing Xiao Tianti approaching with a light waist, his expression finally changed: "Xiao Qingti, don't play too much—"
"Excessive? There are even more exaggerated!" Xiao Tianti mentioned him—
"Papa Papa—" A series of applause sounded like popping beans, Xiling Qi was beaten with gold stars, and a handsome face was fanned into purple eggplants.
He wanted to earn but couldn't. It happened that the people outside were distracted by him. He also asked in advance. Even if the sky is overturned in the house, people outside may not know...
Xiao Tianti happily slapped him a dozen slaps before stopping, and shook his wrist.
Okay, she is finally a little cool now!
There was a lot of bad breath that had been holding back in his chest.
"How about? Ecstasy is not ecstasy?" She leaned over and looked at Xiling Qi, who was lying there like a puddle of mud, with one foot on him.