Chapter 907: You bed

Zhou Chi only felt that his palms were moist and warm for a while.
Lu Zhicheng cried.
Zhou Chi watched in horror at the five big and three thick men on the bed, sobbing sobbing.
He was so shocked that this was a man, even the five princes, but at this time he was crying like a child.
"Five princes, you are drunk," Zhou Chi moved slightly, trying to remove his hand from Lu Zhicheng's face, but Lu Zhicheng's strength was even stronger, Zhou Chi could only give up, After a pause, I was still uneasy, and asked, "Luzhi City, are you asleep? Are you uncomfortable? Want to vomit?"
Lu Zhicheng didn't answer, just whining and crying, his tears and snot stuck to Zhou Chi's hands, he couldn't breathe smoothly, he could only breathe with his mouth, Zhou Chi looked at his dry and trembling lips He was sure that Lu Zhicheng was not drunk or asleep.
Zhou Chi sighed softly: "I still have pain in my back, so I can't sit there forever."
Feeling that the strength of his hand was loose, Zhou Chi gently pulled away his hand. He got up and washed his hands. The sticky hands were the tears of Lu Zhicheng and the faint taste of osmanthus wine.
Zhou Chi washed his hands, twisted the papa, and threw it directly on Lu Zhicheng's face: "Wipe it yourself."
Lu Zhicheng wiped his face slowly, and when he cleaned his face, it seemed a little embarrassed. He took the papa out and was lying on the bed.
Zhou Chi looked at his appearance and thought it was funny. It really was a child who hadn't grown up. Zhou Chi smiled silently, and then walked towards the soft bed. He wanted to move the young people down. Lu Zhicheng's bed was very big. It is more than enough to sleep two people, but two big men are naturally inconvenient to sleep in the same bed together, so Zhou Chi had thought about dealing with this soft couch in the morning.
It was only when he tried hard that his back was so painful. He could only release his hand and hold the soft couch for a while to breathe lightly. When he was struggling again to move the younger one, Lu Zhicheng But silently turned over and got out of the bed, came over, pushed Zhou Chi aside, and then easily moved the young man down. Zhou Chi was about to thank him, and lay down watching the large sword of Lu Zhicheng.
Zhou Chi: "..."
"You sleep." Lu Zhicheng said concisely, without looking at Zhou Chi, turned over and slept face to face.
Zhou Chi stood for a while in the soft bed, then silently took a blanket from the bed to cover Lu Zhicheng, and then returned to the bed and lay down.
He blew out the lights, turned around several times, and finally found a comfortable posture, closed his eyes, but did not know if it was because he slept for too long in the day, at this time Zhou Chi could not sleep, he sniffed With the scent of osmanthus in the big account, he suddenly became a little bit alcoholic. He didn't seem to drink osmanthus wine for many years.
"What kind of wine do you like to drink?" He heard Lu Zhicheng ask in the dark.
"I like to drink a lot of wine, green plum wine, sorghum wine, sweet-scented osmanthus wine, fenjiu, Shencang wine, daughter red ... I can almost count the names, I almost like to drink," Zhou Chi smiled lightly, holding back helplessly He said, "It's just that the amount of alcohol is not enough. Even three glasses of osmanthus wine are poured, and as soon as you get drunk, you will talk nonsense, and it's not clear what the partial language is, so some people call me a big tongue brother."
Lu Zhicheng buried his face in the pillow and grinned loudly: "You are so rare."
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