[BL MTL] The fake bully always only wants salted fish [Puishu]

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Chapter 61

Chapter 61

When Jiang Yu went back with the hangover medicine, Song Luo was leaning on the sofa, looking like he couldn't sleep, and frowning, looking very uncomfortable.

Really drunk.

But it's okay, at least it's not messing around.

Jiang Yu got the medicine for him, sat next to him, held the back of his head, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, take the medicine first?"

Song Luo felt his eyelids were heavy, dizzy, and felt uncomfortable everywhere. Hearing Jiang Yu With this sound, he opened his eyelids with difficulty, leaned on Jiang Yu's shoulder, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

But he just looked like he wanted to be fed.

He had just drank water, and his lips were still moist with a strong smell of alcohol.

Jiang Yu lowered his head, his eyes darkened, his throat rolled twice, and he suddenly remembered the message You Wen had just sent him.

[Your brother is not good at that. Do you understand? It’s that. It’s about a man’s self-esteem, so you just beat around the bush] [

Oh, he told me personally that something was wrong with him. How could I, lie to you?]

His eyes slid down uncontrollably. .

The air conditioner in the room has not yet taken effect. Song Luo probably felt too hot and had several buttons of his shirt unbuttoned.

The thin collarbone came into view.

Jiang Yu paused for a few seconds, fed Song Luo the medicine, watched as his Adam's apple rolled, swallowed the medicine, and closed his eyes again.

Looks pretty good.

Jiang Yu was silent for a while: "Brother, why don't you go to bed and sleep?"

Song Luo was now in a state where he could do whatever Jiang Yu said, but his reaction was a little slower than usual.

He responded after a while, "Okay, I want to sleep on the bed."

Although there are three rooms in Jiang Yu's place, only one room has a bed. The sheets and other items are the same as at home, all dark blue.

Song Luo didn't let Jiang Yu help him this time. He stumbled into the bedroom and climbed into bed. The moment he fell down, he felt that he had found where he belonged.

After closing my eyes, I still had the same sentence in my mind: "Drunk is so fucking uncomfortable."

Counting this, this was the first time he was really drunk. He felt sober yet terribly uncomfortable. He was in a state of half-dream and half-awake. He didn't even want to open his eyelids at this moment.

Jiang Yu stood by the bed for a while. Seeing that Song Luo's breathing had stabilized and he must have fallen asleep, he squatted down and called him a few words.

"Song Luo."

"Huh?" Song Luo responded without opening his eyes, but his voice was muffled, as if he came from a dream.

Jiang Yu stared at his moist lips for a while, then whispered: "Brother You gave me the doctor's WeChat account you asked for."

Song Luo: "Huh?"