Chapter 1282

The rest of the words are well known.

Xiaobai had the label of young commander in the morning. Whoever touches will die!

Young Marshal didn't have an attack just now, but you must remember, settle accounts after autumn

Holding the drunken Xiaobai, the Young Marshal got into the car.

The driver looked and asked anxiously, "Young Marshal, what's the matter with Xiaobai?"

The Young Marshal bowed his head and looked at the woman with red complexion and pink lips. He said viciously, "I'm drunk."

The driver quickly started the engine and drove back to Rong residence.

At first, the people in the Young Marshal's arms were honest, did not move or talk nonsense, and gradually

Her claws began to make trouble, grasping what she touched, her slightly open powder moistened mouth, and began to speak vaguely.

The Young Marshal forbeared and forbeared, and finally broke out. He pinched her cheek. "Yun Xiaobai, if you're not honest, I'll throw you out of the car!"

Even if you come to the classmate party without permission, you dare to drink!

Even if you drink, you dare to lean on men!

Yun Xiaobai, you really want to die!

The anger in the Young Marshal's heart is like an active volcano that will erupt at any time.

Xiaobai is good enough to forget it. She's still restless when she's drunk.

The claws scratched randomly, and I didn't know what hem and haw was talking about. The delicate eyebrows frowned and the body began to wriggle.

"Dong." She played a note on her forehead. The Young Marshal shouted, "be honest, Yun Xiaobai!"

Xiaobai opened his eyes vaguely, "little... Young Marshal?"

After whispering, he shook his head fiercely and looked again, "eh..."

He put his paw on his face and felt it recklessly. While touching it, he blinked and muttered: "it's really... You... Young Marshal..."

"Who else could it be?" Who cares about a drunkard!

"Hmm..." suddenly, Xiao Bai fiercely covered his mouth and made a retching sound in his throat.

The Young Marshal held her shoulder. "Do you want to vomit?"

Xiaobai nodded again and again, "stop... Stop..."

The driver pulled over quickly. Xiaobai opened the door and rushed out. The young marshal was too late!

Fortunately, she has arrived in the suburbs. There are basically no passing vehicles on the road. Otherwise, she pushed the door and got off so rashly that she could not be hit and fly.

Xiaobai squatted at the back of the car and vomited. He couldn't vomit any more. He just retched blindly.

The whole little face was wrinkled with discomfort, like a wrinkled little old woman.

The man Xin stood behind her in a long and straight posture. Seeing that she vomited, he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't vomit any more, so he stretched out his hand to pull her up.

"Don't..." Xiaobai pulls back his hand and squats on the ground, holding his cheeks with both hands to prepare mushrooms.

"No?!" The young marshal was angry again, turned and left, "then you can spend the night here!"

No matter who you love!

Even if you don't obey, you run out to drink. You haven't drunk more than one bottle since you were a child. You're so bold tonight. A girl dares to get drunk!

If he hadn't gone in time, she would still want to leave?!

What a fool!

So many years of rice, eat it for nothing!

Just turned to go, his fingers were grabbed by a soft boneless hand. Someone who was ready to squat on the ground with mushrooms looked up at him, "are you going to go?"

"Yes!"

Distressed, she grasped his fingers. Although she only caught two, she subconsciously held them tightly, "then... What should I do?"

She grabbed her hand and held her whole hand with her backhand. With great effort, Xiaobai not only stood up, but also rushed straight into his arms.