Pei Tingyun stared at that finger with somewhat blurred eyes for two seconds.
Then he smiled at Xie Huan and said, "Finger!"
Xie Huan was relieved. "It's bad, I'm not too drunk."
Pei Tingyun smiled and corrected him seriously, "I'm not drunk!"
Xie Huan didn't argue with him. "Hey, okay, okay, you're not drunk! Come on, I'll carry you back to the house."
Pei Tingyun frowned and took a step back. "No!"
Xie Huan:"Why not?"
Pei Tingyun: "If you want to carry it, I have to carry it for you!"
Xie Huan was even more puzzled. "Why? I'm drunk again."
He is a man who drinks a thousand cups and has never experienced what it feels like to be drunk.
Looking at it this way, it turns out that being drunk is like a child, which is quite fun.
Pei Tingyun emphasized again. "I'm not drunk either! I have a good capacity for drinking! I drank a whole table of people before!"
Pei Tingyun talks and gestures, and has a lot of body movements.
If nothing else, just looking at this condition, Xie Huan can diagnose him directly.
He was definitely drunk, but his behavior after being drunk was relatively normal.
People who are not particularly familiar with him may not be able to tell.
Xie Huan shook his head helplessly and went to the kitchen to make sobering soup for him.
Pei Tingyun saw him leaving.
After looking at the three people still making a fuss on the beach, I decisively followed Xie Huan to the kitchen.
Watching Xie Huan start washing the pot, Pei Tingyun tilted his head, looking a little naive. "Huh? Aren't you full?"
Xie Huan said while busy, "I'll give you some hangover soup."
Pei Tingyun stretched out a finger, raised it in front of Xie Huan, and began to prove himself:
"I'm not drunk! Look! I know it's a finger!"
Xie Huan couldn't laugh or cry, "Oh my god, why are you telling me this is a finger?"
Pei Tingyun nodded seriously. "Yes!"
Xie Huan raised his thumbs, but couldn't hold back his laughter. "Then you are really cruel!"
Pei Tingyun is not stupid when he is drunk, he can tell that he is lying.
He raised his hand and hit Xie Huan with his thumb up, and his little face suddenly drooped.
Xie Huan held back his laughter and quickly coaxed:
"Brother is wrong, brother is wrong! Your sister is drunk, but it is brother who is drunk. He drank the sobering soup for himself! Can you stay with me for a while?"
Pei Tingyun looked at him sideways for a moment.
It's like trying to tell whether what Xie Huan said is true or false.
Then he nodded obediently. "Yes."
Live broadcast room barrage:
[Hahaha, the big brother teased her husband and had to coax him off]
[Ahhh! Pei Bao is so cute when you are drunk?]
[Such a cute Pei Bao was actually acquired by Xie Huan! Oh, I'm jealous of him!]
Xie Huan Make the hangover soup and pour it into a bowl.
Hold the bowl and continue to coax Pei Tingyun:
"Hey, brother, I have a lot of hangover soup. Can you drink it with me? Let's have a bowl of it for one silver."
Pei Tingyun looked at him and then at the hangover soup.
I always feel that there are no such coincidences in the world.
How can I just get an extra bowl?
But maybe it's out of trust in Xie Huan, or maybe it's because I'm drunk, my mind can't move much, and I don't want to think too much.
Anyway, in the end he drank the bowl of hangover soup obediently.
After drinking, he smiled at Xie Huan and showed the bottom of the bowl to him:
"Look, I've finished drinking, and you have to drink too! Be good! Otherwise, you'll have a headache tomorrow morning!"
Xie Huan smiled helplessly and drank his own bowl.
Live broadcast room barrage:
[Hahaha, it feels like they both treat each other like a three-year-old child]
[Pei Bao didn't forget that he was 1 even when he was drunk. If he wants to coax his wife, there's no way for him to counterattack]
After drinking the hangover soup, Xie Huan will drag Pei Tingyun back to the room.
The three people and one dog who were fighting outside just now suddenly ran in.
Tang Keni said to them mysteriously:
"I just heard someone from the directing team say that there are flying guests coming to the next stop!"
Pei Tingyun blinked in confusion. "Who is it?"
Tang Keni shook his head. "I don't know, I didn't hear them say their names."
Xie Huan didn't care about that, and took Pei Tingyun and left. "Oh, I love so and so, go back to the house and pack your luggage first."
I'm leaving tomorrow. I have to pack my luggage tonight, otherwise tomorrow will be too hasty.
Xie Huan The luggage he brought was pitiful.
However, coupled with the down jacket that was taken out of the blind box two days ago, a hiking bag is not enough.
He looked at Pei Tingyun's three large suitcases.
Looked at Pei Tingyun again.
Then he asked, "Ting'er, can you help me dress up some clothes? I can't fit them in my bag."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Xie Huan packing her luggage, Pei Tingyun nodded without hesitation.
He waved his big hand and said generously, "Put it in! Whatever you want to bring, I will put it in for you!"
Because the next stop is Cauliflower Country, it is winter now.
So Xie Huan brought her replacement summer clothes and stuffed them all into Pei Tingyun's suitcase.
See this scene.
Pei Tingyun, who was sitting obediently by the bed just now, suddenly took out a tissue.
With a look of disgust on his face, he put his hands on paper towels, picked up the few summer clothes Xie Huan had just put in his suitcase, and threw them out.
After throwing it away, I also found disinfectant spray and sprayed the area where I had left the clothes just now.
Xie Huan looked confused. "What's going on?"
Pei Tingyun frowned. "These are no good! They're dirty!"
Xie Huan The little question marks in his head suddenly became more numerous, "Why do you support me?"
Pei Tingyun feels that Xie Huan's memory is not very good:
"How long has it been since you forgot about it? Others have touched those items, and I wanted to throw them in the trash can yesterday!"
Xie Huan thought for a while.
The other person Pei Tingyun mentioned should be the director who came to the room to search the small vault but failed last night.
Xie Huan suddenly said, "Oh my! I've cleaned everything, I won't bury it!"
Pei Tingyun shook his head every word. "Bury! Eliminate!"
Live broadcast room barrage:
[Hahaha, Pei Bao's mysophobia seems to be getting worse again!]
[What is aggravating is not mysophobia, but possessiveness!]
[I want to throw away clothes that others have touched, so if I touch my brother, can he throw them to me?]
[What a beautiful idea! How can my wife and clothes be the same? My wife can still be used after washing!]
Xie Huan is really out of ideas.
In the end, I had to put the down jacket that couldn't fit into the backpack into Pei Tingyun's suitcase.
Now Pei Tingyun finally had no objection and went to wash up with satisfaction.
When he came back from washing, Xie Huan also packed his suitcase.
I saw such a virtuous scene from Xie Huan.
Pei Tingyun's brain, still soaked in drunkenness, suddenly came up with a sentence:
Oops! This damn sense of humanness!
In the past year, Pei Tingyun never sleeps while drinking.
He was afraid that someone would do something to hurt him when he was drunk and his consciousness was weak.
And now, lying on the bed next to Xie Huan.
Pei Tingyun didn't even have any vigilance at all.
Because he knows that Xie Huan's love for him is implicit and sincere.
I won't do anything to hurt him in the name of love.