(BL)(MTL)Sand sculpture fairy dressed as tragic cannon fodder

Chapter 45

Chapter 45 Don't go, I can move out.

    The next morning, Yan Shenyu woke up with a splitting headache.

    Wait, why is he so dizzy?

    After a short period of confusion, everything from last night was quickly returned to the cage...

    He scolded Xiao Zhengliang and Xie Xiaoling on the live broadcast yesterday. Not only did he scold him, he even said that Xie Xiaoling was small, and what was even more outrageous was that he had to take off his pants to prove to netizens that he was older than Xie Xiaoling. ...

    Scenes from the past came to mind, Yan Shenyu was so embarrassed that his entire head was buried in the quilt, wishing to perform and disappear on the spot.

    Taishe is dead! Why would he do such a thing!

    After one night, the Internet should be full of screenshots of his social death, right? Maybe there is a small video...

    help! Thinking of this, Yan Shenyu was inexorable, wishing he could turn into Sleeping Beauty and sleep forever!

    But Sleeping Beauty is about to be awakened by the prince's kiss, and he is also destined to meet his own bloody storm.

    Yan Shenyu opened Weibo and was mentally prepared to become a laughing stock. However, when he read his comment section and the topic square again, he couldn't find any screenshots from last night. Occasionally there are fish that slip through the net, but they are also quickly blocked.

    Could it be that the content of last night was too violent and harmonious?

    "Thank you Zhalang for his efforts in sweeping pornography." Yan Shenyu breathed a sigh of relief, but when he remembered that he was the one who was swept away, he felt inexplicably embarrassed.

    Forget it, he just showed his abdominal muscles, and he would not be reduced to the point of net pornography.

    Yan Shenyu breathed a sigh of relief, and before he had time to be happy, he met Yan Sheng's cold face.

    "Are you awake?" The other party sat up from the sofa, his eyes staring at him motionless.

    "Brother..." Recalling his behavior in front of Yan Sheng last night, Yan Shenyu lowered his head guiltily and changed the subject in a low voice, "You guarded me last night?"

    "It's not that I'm guarding you," Yan Sheng glanced at him, half a smile, "If I don't guard you, I'm afraid you will get up in the middle of the night to prove your size to netizens."

    Yan Shenyu: "..."

    Indeed , cannot be refuted.

    But how could he do such a thing?

    "What's wrong with me?" Yan Shenyu rubbed her swollen forehead, not quite understanding, "I remember that I only drank Coke, why is my stamina so strong?"

    "Uh..."

    "Because Dad is inside. It was mixed with half a glass of whisky."

    Yan Shenyu was stunned: "Huh?"

    Yan Sheng was also a little embarrassed, and had to explain: "Dad had a stomach problem recently, and Mom asked him to stop drinking for half a month. It was mixed into Coke, and in order to hide people's eyes and ears, he also put a bunch of lemon slices to cover up the alcohol taste. He did it perfectly, but I didn't expect you to drink it accidentally."