The male protagonist is bad again, and the dedicated host is going crazy

Thinking of letting Sutang rest in his sea of ​​consciousness for a while longer, Su Muyu did not bother it to come out this time.

He got up from the bed and walked to the door on the soft carpet.

Fei Jueran, who was ready to be knocked to the ground by the black panther, was caught off guard when he saw the young master who had just woken up, and his eyes blinked faster.

Su Muyu's eyes swept across his face.

The other party was in good condition as well, and he appeared here at this time, obviously also for the party.

"Master You, are you going to the party?" As expected, Fei Jueran asked this question as the first sentence he opened his mouth.

Su Muyou couldn't help but yawn, then he said slowly, "Go."

The attitude is not bad.

He lost two points in ability, but didn't the subsequent draw in the fight just prove that his body movements and control were superior?

"Then let me choose a set of clothes for you." Seeing that the sleepiness on his face was still not completely gone, Fei Jueran continued the conversation very naturally.

This is what he, a personal servant, should do. Although he has been fired, he hasn't left yet!

Every second he stays in this house, he has the obligation to take care of his young master!

Su Muyou nodded, motioning for him to go to the cloakroom.

The cloakroom was also in his room, connected by a small archway.

Fei Jueran was just about to walk past him when his peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of flesh color.

His steps suddenly stopped.

"Master, why aren't you wearing shoes?" His eyes were full of disapproval. What if he catches a cold?

Su Muyou frowned slightly, feeling unhappy that as a sentry he was treated like a porcelain doll.

Without hesitation, he raised his leg and kicked the other person on the butt, "There is a carpet, and there is too much talk."

Fei Jueran, who was kicked, took two steps forward following the force. Instead of being angry, the worry in his heart miraculously disappeared.

"Well, go sit on the bed and wait for me!"

If there was a mirror in front of him, he would definitely find that the smile on his face at this moment was a silly one.

"Ding, the hero's coolness value +1."

I was watching a TV series when I suddenly turned a somersault and forgot to put the machine back into the corner!

As for the floating value...

Its host is so powerful, and the male protagonist of this world is so perverted, what is there to worry about?

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At six o'clock in the evening, Su Muyou and Fei Jueran arrived at a private room in a restaurant on time.

There are two tables inside, and the space inside is large enough to accommodate more than 30 people without feeling crowded.

The students who first spotted them welcomed them with applause, "Wuhu, the top students of our class are here!"

But when some students saw what they were wearing, they slowed down.

Especially those who had noticed Fei Jueran's boldness before, their eyes widened.

Both of them were wearing white tops and black casual pants. Their styles were lively and youthful, which was in perfect harmony with the atmosphere of today's party.

Although they are all common color combinations, there are obvious differences in workmanship and style.

But isn’t the long silver necklace hanging around the neck to add some decoration a bit too coincidental?

Fei Jueran coughed lightly in a hurry because of the look on his face, and glanced at his young master cautiously.

Seeing that he didn't notice, I felt relieved, but also inexplicably disappointed.

Su Muyou noticed the gazes falling on him. He looked straight ahead but snorted in his heart.

silly dog.

As the young master of the Lei Ze family, he would not care about such trivial matters.

The head teacher who was taking orders raised her head after hearing the noise and waved, "Come on, come on, you two come and sit here. Order whatever you want."

He was quite generous towards these two students who brought him honor.

Su Muyu went over and didn't refuse. He took the pen and ticked a few items on the menu.

Fei Jueran, who was following behind him, gave a threatening look to an old acquaintance before taking any action.

If you dare to say anything, he will...

The students who received the signal turned their heads and complained in their hearts: This chaos has started again.

After a while, the instructor came back quickly.

As soon as he entered the door, he started yelling, "What red wine? How can that stuff make you happy? Listen to me, those who can drink well should drink white wine, and those who can't drink well should drink beer. Stop pretending to be elegant!"

Behind him, there were several classmates who went out together.

The similarity among the group of people is that they are holding boxes of wine in their left and right hands.

Six people, twelve boxes.

The head teacher looked at this scene and his mouth twitched, "Who are you trying to drink to death?"

There are twenty-four bottles in a box of beer and twelve bottles in a box of white wine, so there are over a hundred bottles in this pile.

The instructor turned a deaf ear to him. He looked up and saw the two new top scorers. He grinned and said, "You two are so good at fighting, why don't you know how to drink?"

The students enjoyed the fun and booed at the right times.

Ye Xu, who was in the queue for wine, put the wine in his hand on the table, with obvious implications.

Then, Dong En, whose nose was not a nose and eyes were not eyes, said, "No way, no way, you guys are not going to be able to do it, right?"

Su Muyou: "..."

Fei Jueran: "..."

:)

To make it more lively, the students put two tables together and formed a big circle.

The waiter filled the gaps on the table with plate after plate of food.

Only one third of the food had been served, but quite a few beer and liquor bottle caps had already accumulated.

Two-tenths of his stomach was filled with food, and the rest was wine.

The head teacher also felt a little dizzy and couldn't help but pick up the white wine and take a look. Wow, the alcohol content was quite high!

Su Muyu drank relatively less alcohol, so Ye Xu and Dong En didn't dare to be too presumptuous when facing him. In addition, Fei Jueran helped him block the alcohol intentionally or unintentionally, so he was still very sober.

He pressed his lips against the empty wine glass, and calmly watched the three of them pouring their wine, each one unwilling to admit defeat.

"God damn it, you are such a piece of shit." After three rounds of drinks, Dong En started to complain with a big tongue, "I already had one person on my head, and now there are two. Won't my neck get tired?"

Fei Jueran, who was accused by him, raised his head and sneered at the remarks, "I don't care about the red-faced monkey."

"Who are you calling a red-faced monkey?" Dong En slammed the table, his eyes widened.

Fei Jueran was not afraid at all, he stretched out his hand and pointed directly at him, "You."

His eyes were a little vague and his ears were red, obviously he couldn't resist the influence of alcohol.

Although he has been working in various places since he was a child, he really can't drink much.

No one forced him when he was a child, but when he grew up and became more skilled, others didn't have the courage to get him drunk even if they wanted to.

Su Muyu couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw him staggering and unconscious.

You don't have the ability to block his drinking?

"What about me?" Ye Xu looked smart, but he was actually the one with the worst alcohol tolerance. He became silent after drinking two glasses. Now that he heard something interesting, he asked slowly.

Fei Jueran didn't expect that someone would come up to ask for a scolding, so he mercifully satisfied him, "Black monkey."

"Where is he..." Dong En's attention was immediately diverted, and he was interrupted by his childhood friend before he could finish his question.

Ye Xu, whose curiosity had not yet been satisfied, turned his attention to Su Muyou who was watching, "Then what is he?"