Ye Zhen stuttered: "Jiang, Jiangzhushi."

Jiang Chengyi: "Your own master is not here to continue? He is so drunk, don't you care?"

Ye Zhen swallowed and retorted: "Master, you... didn't let me take care of me just now."

Jiang Chengyi glared at him: "Come and carry it over."

Ye Zhen ran to him, carried Ning Nanyou from Jiang Chengyi, and said thank you: "Thank you, Lord Si, for worrying about my lord."

Jiang Chengyi's beautiful eyes were slightly loose and tired. After waved his hand, he was reluctant to say more to him. He turned around and left, his steps seemed to be running away, and his heart was a little irritated. In the past, Aluo wanted to turn over the house when he was drunk, but he felt that there was no more troublesome thing in this world than her drunkenness. Now seeing Ning Nanyou's drunken look, he said firmly: It turns out that there are people like Aluo.

He raised his foot and walked a few steps. At the end of the corridor, a violent sound of bottle breaking came from Ning Nanyou's house.

Jiang Chengyi paused, and his forehead pounded twice. He closed his eyes, took a breath, but he returned with concern.

The doorman in the house was wide open, with only a lamp lit inside, and it looked a little gloomy while taking advantage of the shadow of the trees outside.

"What happened?" Jiang Chengyi accepted his fate. Who made Ning Nanyou his unique and irreplaceable brother-in-law?

There was no movement in the room.

Jiang Chengyi crossed the threshold and looked inside.

I saw the wine jar on the ground being broken and the porcelain pieces were spread all over the ground.

Under the moonlight, the young man in black clothes was lying on the ground in a tall figure, but the servant was nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Chengyi frowned and was a little angry: The servant seemed loyal and honest, so why did he put down his lord and run away first?

He looked at Ning Nanyou who was lying on the ground, feeling speechless. After thinking for a long time, he still squatted down and wanted to pick him up and carry him onto the couch.

Unexpectedly, there was another person under him who was so pressed that he could not speak. When he helped Ning Nanyou up, the talent below yelled and said angrily: "Why do lord drink so much wine? You are suppressing your subordinates! Will that Jiang Zhushi persuade him to drink? After persuading for a long time, there are a few more jars of wine in your room!"

Ye Zhen complained, so angry that he wanted to rush Ning Nanyou. He looked up but saw another person standing in the room. The man looked down at him like a pile of brocade jade.

For a moment, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

"Jiang, Jiang, Jiang Zhusi, aren't you? Going back?" Ye Zhen covered his mouth and glared.

"How do you... are you under the Marquis of Huaiyin? What are you going to do?" Jiang Chengyi said embarrassedly.

After a while, he felt that this was inappropriate and wanted to take back his words. However, Ye Zhen blushed and said a little annoyed: "My lord is unsteady and falls on me! What can I do? What good things did Jiangzhusi do! I told you! Our lord can't drink so much wine, and something will happen sooner or later! If this happens, it's better for Jiangzhusi to solve this problem!"

He actually got a temper.

Jiang Chengyi had never seen such a servant before. He was stuttering on his chest in one breath and couldn't curse him anymore.

Ye Zhen pushed Ning Nanyou away, stood up from him, kept his face down, held him up, and carried him onto the couch. After the placement was completed, he rushed out of the door angrily.

Jiang Chengyi was surprised. He just said something, and it didn't matter. Why did he leave angry?

Could it be that this guy actually admires Ning Nanyou in private? He was angry after being exposed and couldn't bear to worry about his face?

He didn't know where he was thinking.

If Ye Zhen, who had been watching outside, knew his thoughts, he might have committed suicide on the spot to prove his innocence.

Jiang Chengyi stood in the house, watching Ning Nanyou remain motionless, and finally felt relieved, so he wanted to go straight out of the windowsill of his house and go back to his own house.

But before he could climb up the windowsill, he was pulled down for no reason and fell to the ground.

He uttered a roar, rubbed and knocked to the ground, and his knees were painful, and looked up at the back.

Ning Nanyou had disheveled hair, one foot independent, staring at him coldly.

"My mother!" Jiang Chengyi was so scared that she almost jumped up.

This room is a bit gloomy, and Ning Nanyou is even more scary. How could he become such a ghost?

He held Tutu's jumping chest and almost didn't react.

Jiang Chengyi stood up and was about to go to Nanyou, Laning, and wanted to bring him to the couch and let him sleep well.

Unexpectedly, the man patted his hand heavily and said coldly: "Don't touch me!"

Jiang Chengyi looked confused. I wonder what happened to him.

Ning Nanyou maintained the golden rooster's independent posture, and the injured leg was kept lifting, and blood was faintly leaking, and more and more.

He moved closer with concern, trying to help him hold it and look at the wounds in his leg muscles.

The young man in black clothes refused and turned around, almost causing Jiang Chengyi to fall to the ground.

He looked speechless and turned his head, and found that the young man could still stand firmly, standing firmly in the house with one foot, maintaining a strange posture.

Seeing his seriously injured leg was about to drip from bleeding.

Jiang Chengyi spat and stood up, feeling that he was ill today. He was so angry that he wanted to drink. He sat on the windowsill and saw Ning Nanyou drinking. He walked over and took the opportunity to get on the stall.

What's more, this is his sister's husband who is like a treasure in her arms. He has now been in the market and cannot ignore it!

It's really awesome!

When Ning Nanyou wakes up tomorrow, he will make good calculations.

The young man in the dark clothes in the house began to make a fuss. He wanted to lead the army to fight, to compete for the best, to recite poems and essays, and to be passionate.

Jiang Chengyi ran around the pear wood and sandalwood screen and chased Ning Nanyou around the pear wood and sandalwood screen. The servant outside really didn't come in to help, letting him chase him like this.

He panted and screamed in his heart: What kind of freak is Ning Nanyou? How can he jump up and down with one foot! It would be great if A Luo was by his side! He would definitely be able to control him with beauty!

This mess happened overnight in the house.

That night, Jiang Chengyi missed Jiang Mengluo.

That night, Ning Nan was worried about Aluo for a long time.

On this page, Ye Zhen wants to laugh but can’t.

On the second day, Ning Nanyou woke up from the couch with soreness. The things everywhere in the house were already turning upside down.

His house was facing the sunlight. He opened his eyes and encountered the dazzling light, almost unable to open it.

Ye Zhen was standing by his bed and slept soundly.

After a nightglass, Ning Nanyou had a headache. He opened his eyes and looked into the room, and was dumbfounded.

The screen in the house fell to the ground, the wine jar was full of wine, and pieces of broken porcelain were spread on the ground. The clothes, pillows, paints, and books were chaotic, and the pictures were plastered, which made the eyes feel messy.
Chapter completed!