It Would Be Great If I Could Be a Copywriter

Chapter 174: Don't you feel chilly in your lower body?

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Su Chen couldn't stand it anymore and tried to stop Su Xiaoxiao.

However, the little girl waved her hand and said dissatisfied: "I'm not talking nonsense! Isn't this a digital city? Why don't you give me the new mouse?"

The waiter brother: "???"

Su Chen: "???"

Wait, wait, the pace is so fast, we can't keep up.

It was the setting of the pastry shop just now.

Is it a digital city again?

Do I have to give you a cup of computer accessories to moisturize your throat later?

"I advise you to give me the mouse, or I will let my old brother slap you into the wall, and I won't be able to pull it out."

When she said this, Su Xiaoxiao snarled at Su Chen and stared fiercely at the waiter brother.

The little brother was terrified at the time: "This customer, I think you might be drinking too much. How about we give you a free sober tea?"

"I'm drunk? How is it possible?"

Su Xiaoxiao retorted with a sober expression.

then.

Just finished saying this sentence.

Just listen to "Bang Dang".

She slammed her head on the table, and she lay down on the table.

Well, it seems to have died violently again.

It is estimated that the drunkenness consumes a lot of physical strength, and this will directly not be able to get up again.

The waiter is already silly.

He had no idea what Su Xiaoxiao was in.

Just now he asked him fiercely and loudly, this would be like a corpse in the wilderness, lying on the table, the operation is really outrageous.

"Xiao Xiao?"

Su Chen tentatively, as if teasing a house cat, cautiously pushed Su Xiaoxiao.

The little girl lay motionless on the table, turning a blind eye to the table full of meat skewers.

It's like falling asleep.

Well, it's a long-lost special skill on the rivers and lakes: Sleep in seconds is right.

Just when Su Chen thought so.

suddenly.

Su Xiaoxiao opened his eyes in a daze, and muttered to him: "Why..."

"Uh...who are you?"

"Violet..." Su Xiaoxiao answered dazedly.

"how old are you?"

"Violet..."

"Where do you live?"

"Or Violet..."

"??? Okay... this guy is completely hopeless."

Judging from Su Xiaoxiao's answer, he came to this obvious conclusion.

So, in this way, with this unconscious sister, the barbecue can't go on.

After instructing the little brother to grill all the meat skewers ordered by the two, Su Chen chose to pack it home.

Along the way, carrying an unconscious little girl and carrying a large bag of meat skewers, he was exhausted by an ordinary office worker.

Fortunately, Su Xiaoxiao showed no signs of vomiting during the whole process, but fell heavily on his back to sleep.

When I got home, the clock was almost six o'clock in the evening.

It seems that today's live broadcast cannot be carried out either.

Stretching, he settled the bewildered Su Xiaoxiao on the sofa. Su Chen changed into home clothes, and then planned to boil a pot of hot water to get a drink for the shameful character who had poured three cups on the sofa.

Plug in the electric kettle filled with water, and Su Chen came to the living room.

Then he saw at a glance, Su Xiaoxiao boldly lying on the sofa with his belly exposed.

As the little girl breathed evenly, her white skin also moved rhythmically, and her lovely belly button moved.

It seemed that she remembered something happy in her sleep. She hummed and twisted her body again, and the collar slipped from her shoulders. The style of this jacket was loose and untidy, Su Xiao shrank into a ball on the sofa. Shino, I guess you can use it as a blanket.

Moving her gaze, rolling through her tired eyes, Su Chen noticed again that the little girl's shorts were taken off by herself and threw them on the coffee table. That is to say, her pure white **** is now loose. Under the broken coat, it was looming.

However, watching this scene, Su Chen's heart did not fluctuate, and even some headaches.

That's right, he remembered what the great teacher said at this moment:

Sisters are an incredible existence, no matter how cute they are, you won't feel special.

Not to mention **** or something, there is no doubt that in Su Chen's eyes, it is just a piece of ordinary cloth.

The real sister is such a creature.

It can be said to be quite real.

So, my dear sister, don’t rush to take off your pants as soon as you get home, okay?

Pulling a thin blanket over Su Xiaoxiao's body, Su Chen used the boiling water to make a cup of Nestlé instant coffee.

After thinking for a while, it seemed that it wasn't appropriate to drink this to a drunk fool, so Su Chen turned the box and turned the cabinet for a while, found the milk box, and prepared Su Xiaoxiao a cup of hot milk.

The strong aroma of coffee and the mellow taste of milk quickly diffused in the living room. Su Chen sipped coffee and sat on the other side of the sofa, typing on his notebook, and woke up guarding the little girl.

Oh, I almost forgot, there are some meat skewers packed back.

Su Chen leisurely opened the heat preservation bag and drew out a string of oil with relish.

emmm...

Speaking of coffee and meat skewers, what kind of fairy eating is this?

...

About an hour later, the milk in the glass had already been cold, and Su Xiaoxiao stood up from the sofa quietly with a messy hair.

Sitting up her upper body, she could see that the little girl should have sobered up at this time, but some fragmentary defects in her memory made her a little confused about the situation.

She spent three seconds staring at Su Chen with wide-eyed eyes, then turned her head and stared at the familiar wall clock for two seconds...

Why is it familiar? Because this wall clock was the one she tried to take away in her suitcase last time.

But these are not important.

The important thing is that after seeing the time of 7:00pm, she finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Crap! Ahhhhh! It's seven o'clock in the evening! I haven't played the fan number promotion match today!!!"

Su Xiaoxiao shouted in a super loud volume~www.NovelMTL.com~ and became anxious.

Good guy, this decibel, this tone...

Never underestimate the treble level of every woman.

Su Chen silently closed the notebook, rubbed his aching ears, and vomited:

"That's not what you should be worried about, okay? You haven't broadcasted it today, and you haven't gone to teach the painters of Thunderstrike Library, right?"

"Those things don't matter! Brother, why don't you wake me up!"

Su Xiaoxiao stood up, moved some tingling waist, some complaints, and then fell into memory: "But then again, why am I here? Shouldn't we go for a barbecue? "

"Do you remember that?" Su Chen smiled mockingly.

Su Xiaoxiao tried his best to recall: "Of course I remember, I made an appointment with a skewers bar near your home for barbecue, and I have to treat you..."

"Yeah, yes yes yes, I haven't eaten yet, I got drunk after drinking three cups, and said it was a treat. In the end, I paid for you to pack your drunk you and the meat skewers home together... what? Yeah? A little bit of an impression?"

After that, Su Chen stared at Su Xiaoxiao's lower body jokingly.

"After the memories come out, eh? Hmm~ don't you think your lower body is chilly now?"

"???"

Pulling on the loose top, Su Xiaoxiao looked down and quickly noticed her bare thighs.

then……

Then there is no more.

Before Su Chen wanted to ridicule further, a large sofa cushion was facing his face, whizzing and flying over.

"Xi-Nei! Perverted old man! Eat my cushion!"

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