Crazy! After the female supporting role commits suicide, the male supporting role redeems herself by

Shen Shuangyue picked up the wine glass and took a sip to calm herself down.

But he found that as he got drunk, the rationality in his heart was gradually replaced by impulse.

A blush appeared on her cheeks, and she hinted evasively, "There's no women's clothing here!"

The low laughter entered my ears, as if it was overflowing from my throat, with a magnetic quality that made my whole body numb.

She seemed embarrassed and annoyed, punching his chest with her small fist, then stopped and said faster than her brain could think: "Relax."

Murong Ying raised the corners of his lips and grabbed her hand, pushing it down.

Sometimes exert force and sometimes relax.

As we all know, the chest muscles are hard when exerting force and soft at other times.

The aroma of fine wine filled the room, and my mind became increasingly confused.

The corners of Murong Ying's eyes were red from the smell of alcohol, and he looked at her with affection.

The low voice beckoned people, "Sister, the clothes are in the bag, can you help me change?"

The word "OK" came out of her mouth, and then Shen Shuangyue realized what she had said. She buried her face in his chest embarrassedly.

The alcohol was amplified again. She put her hand on his leg and told him: "I also like to see the two long white legs under the skirt."

Murong Ying's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and she agreed in a hoarse voice.

This was the first time Shen Shuangyue changed clothes for a man. Maybe because of the drinking, the change was not so smooth.

My slightly trembling hands couldn't unbutton the small buttons.

She could feel her body getting hotter under her clothes. Her small hands were finally grasped by big hands, and her clothes were torn to pieces.

The pleasant scenery suddenly came into view, causing her hands to tremble even more. When she dressed him, her fingertips kept carelessly brushing against his skin...

Murong Ying seems to love purple only. After putting on makeup, he looks dignified and generous when he is not smiling, and looks gorgeous and unparalleled when he smiles.

The slender white legs are set off by the purple color and look even whiter, but...

Shen Shuangyue looked at the inflated hem of her skirt and looked away awkwardly.

Murong Ying was so embarrassed that her ears turned red enough to drip blood.

All he could do was ask the waiter to get two red bricks.

Shen Shuangyue placed the red brick on Murong Ying who was lying on the bed. Just as she was about to hit her with a stone, she noticed that the waiter had not left.

Just as I was about to say something, I saw the waiter raised his head.

She looked into a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes.

Mo Linfeng raised the corners of his lips and handed a bottle of daughter's red wine to Shuangyue.

He took off the waiter's clothes, revealing only the white gauze dress underneath.

"Sister Shuangyue, you can pour this wine wherever you want."

Shen Shuangyue took a look at the Wet Body Temptation, then at the Red Brick Temptation, and chose to drink it herself.

Nv'erhong is a top-quality wine, it would be a pity to spill it.

But the alcohol content was too high, and the hand holding the brick became increasingly unstable. When trying to break the stone with her chest, the wine spilled, and water droplets slid down Murong Ying's neck, staining her fair skin.

When she looked again, she saw water droplets splashing onto Mo Linfeng's clothes, and delicate flowers bloomed layer by layer. The stretched petals gradually became transparent, and some of them even stuck to his body.

As the heat rose, she took a big gulp of wine, hoping to break through the shackles of morality with the help of alcohol.

But she underestimated the strength of the daughter's red wine and didn't remember what happened next.

All I know is that I woke up in the morning with my face resting on Murong Ying. His purple skirt was wrinkled as if it had encountered something.

She felt uneasy when she thought about how her sister had once complained about her bad drinking habits.

"Shuangyue is awake?" Murong Ying lowered his eyes and looked at Shuangyue's guilty expression, and chuckled.

"It seems Shuangyue knows she's not a good drinker," Murong Ying teased, reaching out and gently massaging her head, quickly changing the subject, "Do you have a headache? Don't drink so much next time."

"Drinking is my freedom, you have no right to interfere!" Shen Shuangyue was planning to use a cruel trick to force the male supporting actors to let her go offline!

Murong Ying was silent for a moment, "Then I have to accuse you."

He lifted his shirt and said, "Look at your masterpiece for yourself."

"If I don't let you paint, you'll threaten me with a dagger and turn me into a eunuch so I can be more suitable for wearing a skirt."

Shen Shuangyue pretended not to hear, sat up, stretched, and laughed, "I slept pretty well!"

"Murong Ying, you showed your chessboard to Shuangyue right after you woke up?" Mo Linfeng came into the room with some water for washing and glared at Murong Ying.

Murong Ying also sat up, put her head on Shuangyue's shoulder, tugged at her sleeve, and said in a coquettish voice, "Sister, look at Brother Feng, he glared at me so early in the morning, and scared me to death."

Mo Linfeng almost threw the basin away. How could this man be even more disgusting than his third brother!

But he didn't expect that Shuangyue would touch Murong Ying's head, and said in a rather doting tone, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Just touch your head and you won't be afraid anymore."

It’s no wonder that Shuangyue is partial to her. The way Murong Ying, dressed in women’s clothes, snuggled up to her, you couldn’t tell he was a man with the naked eye. He gave people the feeling of a queen acting coquettishly.

Murong Ying nodded in agreement, "I'll listen to my sister."

Mo Linfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Shuangyue, don't you treat us all equally? How can you be partial to him?"

He complained, "You've been partial to him since last night. You only drew the chessboard for him and not for me!"

"You forced us to play chess. He played the black pieces and I played the white pieces. Before we could make a few moves, you said his white pieces had five connected pieces. He won!

Let alone the rules of Go, I am the one holding the white pieces!"

Mo Linfeng became more and more sad and angry as he spoke, "You called him a crossdresser! You called me a yandere!

Why is he the boss and I am sick?"

"Also, you said he was a hero, worthy of admiration, but I'm a bear, both a dog and a bear!

I know that merchants are always looked down upon, but... but I also donated a lot of silver, how can you call me a coward?"

Shen Shuangyue had no memory at all and looked at Murong Ying.

Murong Ying sighed, "That's it, go and coax her."

"Hmph!" Mo Linfeng sat down on the chair, raised his chin high, but a tear spilled out of his fragile eyes.

Shen Shuangyue moved in front of Mo Linfeng, coughed lightly, and explained weakly, "Based on my understanding of myself, I said you were a bear just for the sake of rhyme."

Mo Linfeng: "..." He had no way to refute.

Shen Shuangyue touched his face and said, "Don't be angry, okay? I know that there is no distinction between high and low professions. Anyone who contributes to the development of the country deserves admiration."

Mo Linfeng turned his face away, not wanting Shuangyue to touch him. "People say the truth comes out when one is drunk."

"People say that people get drunk and have sex! Do you think I'm a mess?" Shen Shuangyue was about to say that common sayings were unbelievable when she heard Mo Linfeng and Murong Ying say in unison: "Yes, I am."

Shen Shuangyue was confused, but she still asked, "Besides drawing and watching you guys play chess, what else did I do last night?"

"Shuangyue, don't be nervous. You don't have to take responsibility." Murong Ying comforted him, "If you want us to take responsibility, we can marry you."

Shen Shuangyue: “…” That’s not necessary.

Mo Linfeng snorted coldly: "If you coax me into submission, I'll tell you."