Sheng Youting slowly opened his eyes from the hangover, and his whole head seemed to be set with explosives, which suddenly burst open like pain.

He is rarely drunk, but after every drunk, he will be miserable to death.

He not only had a headache, but also vomited in his heart. He tried to resist his discomfort and reached out to touch his side. He hoarsely called out the other party's name, "Liuliu..."

However, his hand, nothing touched.

There was silence all around, and he received no response.

Turning around, I found that there was nothing around me. There was no shadow of willow. Only the fragrance of her body still remained on the quilt was mixed with the faint fragrance of wine.

His lips pulled up a bitter smile, he is really stupid, had such a thing happened, unexpectedly still hope that Liu Liu can take care of him after he is drunk?

It's a headache. It's going to crack.

He stood up with his forehead, pulled open the bedside table, took out a cigarette to light, and sat on the edge of the bed to smoke. As a result, he did not finish smoking a cigarette. He became more and more nauseous and could not bear it any longer. He ran to the bathroom to vomit.

He was holding the toilet and spitting in the dark.

He had never vomited so much that he vomited out his stomach juice, as if he would not give up.

A servant came in, heard the voice, ran to the bathroom, saw this behind the scenes panic cry, "young master, young master, how are you?"

He vomited and waved his hand, "get out of here!"

My young master vomited like this. The servant would not go out easily, "but, young master, you are now..."

"Get out of here!"

He roared. Even if the servant was worried, he didn't dare to say a word more. He didn't dare to delay for a moment. He got out of the bathroom and ran downstairs.

Just saw a few people who were preparing to go out and said, "Mr. Song, Mr. Bo, don't leave now!"

Song Li looked back, "what's the matter?"

Thin blue also followed the voice, "what's the matter, you run so fast?"

The servant ran up to them, bent over and panted, "little, the young master doesn't know how. He has been vomiting all the time. I want to take care of him, but he won't either!"

"Can you trouble Mr. song or Mr. Bo to have a look at the young master. I'm afraid that the young master will vomit something, and it will be bad!"

Song Li frowned, "I'll go."

Before thin blue had time to speak, he was robbed by Song Li. The next second, the wheelchair was handed over to him. Song Li's voice was beside his ear. "Take Xiaoyi out to bask in the sun. I'll go to see a ting."

When thin blue finally came back to God, he saw Song Li's back and rushed upstairs.

Thin blue has no language, "shit, running so fast is in a hurry to reincarnate? Besides, we can't go together? "

Sheng Xiaoyi looks at Song Li's back. His eyes are dim and his emotions are complex and difficult to distinguish.

Then he recovered and asked anxiously, "brother, will everything be ok?"

"What can I do? It's normal to vomit when I wake up drunk!"

I don't know why. Bo LAN feels very angry. Although she is worried about Sheng You Ting, she has a lot of anger. "OK, no matter what they are, let's go. Brother Bo LAN will take you out to play!"

Sheng Xiaoyi pursed her lips, did not utter a word, let thin blue push her, to the villa outside.

Song Li, on the other hand, ran all the way to the master bedroom upstairs. Without saying a word, he opened the door of the bathroom and saw the man squatting by the toilet. He asked anxiously, "what's the matter?"

The man got up from the toilet and went to the washstand to wash his hands

The water splashed down, he wiped the hand sanitizer and rubbed it feebly.

Song Li, after he left, noticed a little blood on the toilet side. The toilet was flushed clean. If you don't look carefully, it's really hard to find it. His eyebrows wrinkled more tightly, "spitting blood?"

Sheng Youting hands a meal, "No...."

Song Li was in a hurry, "you'll die, duck, you'll have a stiff mouth!"

Sheng Youting flushed the hand sanitizer, did not return.

Song Li took a deep breath and asked, "do you want to go to the hospital?"

Sheng Youting turned around and said, "no, it's OK. It's just that I've drunk too much and I'm a little uncomfortable..."

After vomiting for a long time before, he was a little exhausted, and even his voice felt powerless.

Song Li naturally did not miss his pale to excessive facial expression, the deep trace between the eyebrows, the weariness in the eyes, "you call it a little uncomfortable?"

Sheng Youting impatiently went out, "how old are you? How old are you? How old are you? I'm so tired of wordy words!"

He's long winded, he's bored??

Song Li even killed his heart, "I am wordy, I am not wordy because of you, there is no sense of propriety! Think about it for yourself. If you can save people's mind, do I want to be wordy. I'm full... "

The voice did not fall, the person in front of him suddenly stopped and looked back. His face was a little terrible.Inexplicably, even song Li felt a little scared, "why do you look at me like this? Do you think I'm wrong and want to beat me up to relieve my anger?"

Sheng You Ting thin lips slightly lift, "smoke?"

Song Li "..."

Stuffy for a few seconds, speechless from the pants pocket to smoke, throw to him.

Two people sat on the balcony, puffing.

After smoking a few cigarettes, Song Li opened his voice in the thin blue and white smoke, "a ting, have you ever felt that a Ying and the a Ying we saw are not the same."

"Well?"

"Just one word, eh?"

Sheng Youting is obviously not interested in Ye Ying's topic, "otherwise? What do you want me to say? "

Seeing Sheng Youting's light expression and tone, Song Li finally recognized what he said before. He was really like an old lady, worrying blindly.

Even he didn't worry about himself, but he was in a hurry. "I mean, Ah Ying, maybe not as good as we see."

"I didn't think she was good or bad, just..." Sheng Youting vomited out a puff of smoke. "What do you want to express? Just say it. I listen, don't beat around the Bush..."

"I just want to express. Recently, I found that her mind is very heavy, and I think a Ying seems to like you..."

"Can't..." Sheng Youting thinks funny, "what does she look like like like me?"

"You are usually so rough that you can see the ghost. After my observation of her during this period of time, I don't think it's 100% or at least 80% of it."

"What did you observe of her?"

"Watching her every move, of course."

Song Li said frankly, "a lot of times, a Ying looks at you in the eyes that are different from us. In addition, when I played with ALI before, she seldom participated in it, but as long as you were there, she was basically there!"