He is from a fighting nation

Zhou Xiangwan also moved his head closer to study the whiskey bottle with Wu Liang, and said "Huh?" unresponsively.

"I said call the police."

Zhou Xiangwan said from the underworld: "If you count on our police, you might as well count on Tulip and Li Goudan."

Wu Liang: "..."

Zhou Xiangwan touched his pocket and asked in a daze, "Where is my phone? It seems to be in the study."

Wu Liang said: "It doesn't matter if you're not here, your phone must have been implanted with a virus."

Wu Liang shook his head vigorously, feeling that his brain was in a ball, and he was floating like a fairy, and he could hardly feel that he was stepping on the floor.But fortunately, even if his IQ was given a root mark, he was still a reliable person.

"Zhou Xiangwan, if you are the only one who can see it, there is a certain chance that it is a supernatural phenomenon, that is, the ghost you mentioned, but now I can see it too. I tend to think that we have hallucinations due to the effect of some kind of drug .”

Zhou Xiangwan's eyes widened, he looked around again, and said in a low voice, "What if...they showed up?"

Wu Liang: "..."

Wu Liang rubbed his temples and said helplessly, "What I saw was a little monster. I believe that no ghost will become like this."

Zhou Xiangwan asked suspiciously, "Little monster?"

Wu Liang felt that his overlord image was in jeopardy, but he still went all out and said, "It's the kind of... monsters that Ultraman fights... they should be smaller... That's why they are called small monsters."

Even if Zhou Xiangwan became ill like this, he still let out a heartless laugh. I don't know why, even though he was delirious and didn't even bother to talk, there was always something about Wu Liang that made him laugh out loud. magic.

Wu Liang said solemnly: "Don't laugh, just listen to me explain the truth to you."

"Oh."

"I drank half a glass of wine first, and my emotional control was a little lower at that time. Originally, I wouldn't hit you with slippers."

Zhou Xiangwan was full of disbelief: "I see that you beat me so hard, you have endured it for a long time, haven't you?"

Wu Liang choked, but he had no desire to survive: "Yes. Sometimes, you really owe it unimaginable."

Zhou Xiangwan: "..."

Wu Liang kept yawning, twisted himself and continued: "Later, I drank the second glass of wine. At that time, I didn't have hallucinations, but felt dizzy and easily irritated."

"My hallucinations started when you told me ghost stories."

Zhou Xiangwan was very angry, patted Wu Liang's thigh, and said, "It's not a ghost story! It's true!"

Wu Liang was slapped for a while, and his mind became a little clearer, and he asked, "Do you have to drink a glass of wine every day before going to bed, and then go to bed?"

Zhou Xiangwan nodded.

Wu Liang rubbed his face vigorously, his voice became softer and softer, "I think there are problems with your wine and your quilt. In this way, if someone drinks your wine by accident, as long as they don't sleep with you, they won't sleep with you." Will find something wrong with your wine."

Wu Liang felt that his reaction was getting slower and slower, and his consciousness was gradually leaving his body like a balloon out of his hand. The worst thing was, an inexplicable ecstasy surged into his heart. Zhou Xiangwan was still waiting for Wu Liang's rigorous analysis. He didn't hear anything for a long time, so he couldn't help turning his head to look at him.The corners of Wu Liang's mouth curled up slowly, and after reaching a polite yet awkward arc, Wu Liang's usual commercial smirk appeared!

With a mask-like smile on his face, Wu Liang slowly began to take off his clothes. There was heating in the room, and he was only wearing a gray striped pajamas of his father's style. He took off his shirt first, and laid it flat on the bed. Fold it well, and finally smooth out every crease with your hands.

Zhou Xiangwan was full of doubts and said, "Are you going to sleep?"

Wu Liang didn't answer him, but bent down and took off his trousers, still according to his habit, folded them up symmetrically, put them on top of the clothes, straightened his waist, opened the closet door solemnly, bent over and took off the clothes Put it in the cabinet.

When Wu Liang bent over, his buttocks were slightly backwards, and the striped men's underwear was tight, drawing out two smooth and beautiful arcs.

Zhou Xiangwan followed behind him, seeing the dick hard, swallowed, and thought, "Could this be Wu Liang's way of seducing me? Cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder are his charming soul?"

Zhou Xiangwan hugged Wu Liang in embarrassment and said, "...Isn't it suitable now? Didn't you say... that there is something wrong with the bed? Is the table too hard? Why don't you bear it for a while, I will Set it up first?"

Wu Liang pushed him away with a smile, still doing his own thing, ignoring him, opened his suitcase, which was so neatly organized, and seriously searched for things.

To Wu Liang, tidying up things was the most normal thing for him. This situation inevitably made him look a little weird. The way he handled the suitcase looked like a perverted dismemberment maniac.

Zhou Xiangwan somehow felt that he was smiling like a sloth in Zootopia. He was besieged on all sides now, and he was not much more courageous than Haha. He asked in a low voice, "What the hell are you looking for? Slippers?"

Wu Liang didn't seem to hear, he smiled without desire, with a clean six, and took out a small bag from the deepest part of the suitcase.

The small bag was made of gray velvet. Wu Liang slowly opened the mouth of the bag, put his fingers in, and didn't take out the contents for a long time. Zhou Xiangwan was impatient, and he got angry when he saw it, "What are you doing? ?”

Under Zhou Xiangwan's eager gaze, Wu Liang took out another smaller gray bag from the gray velvet bag.

Zhou Xiangwan: "..."

Irritable, want to curse.

Wu Liang didn't think there was anything wrong with this move. Important things must be packed in even-numbered bags, which are comfortable and appropriate.

Zhou Xiangwan scratched his face, not knowing what kind of medicine Wu Liang was selling in the gourd, so he suppressed his anxiety, stared at the small gray bag in Wu Liang's hand without blinking, with puffy blue eyes, It was almost like trying to see a hole in the bag.

Luckily, Wu Liang didn't frantically put on a four-layer bag, put his hand into the bag, and pulled out a glittering jewel.

Carved from pink crystal, outlined by gold wires, with large and small gemstones inlaid in the middle, and a pair of small wings extending outwards at the top—it was Zhou Xiangwan’s New Year’s gift to Wu Liang, according to legend. The divine light stick used for the transformation of Ultraman in the middle!

Zhou Xiangwan had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he couldn't restrain his desire to make Wu Liang a ghost video. Unfortunately, he couldn't find a mobile phone anywhere, so he scratched his face, pulled out a DSLR, and waited quietly. Demented Wu Liang started his performance.

I saw Wu Liangting standing on the floor, without vines or branches, turning the magic light stick clockwise with a serious face, and there was a faint sense of blood and justice in the eyes that the world peace is up to me to protect, like a proud snow and a cold plum, standing upright. Straighten your chest and raise your hands to the sky.Afterwards, the tip of the top of the divine light wand radiates brilliant light under the light.

Zhou Xiangwan was shocked, he held up the camera and clicked non-stop, and shouted: "Fuck! My husband can shine when he pretends!"

People who usually have IQ, once they are drugged, their IQ will decline more and more seriously. Wu Liang is like dreaming, believing that everything in the dream is real.

In the viewfinder, Wu Liang looked at Zhou Xiangwan with a mysterious commercial smile, stepped closer, patted Zhou Xiangwan on the shoulder, and said slowly, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

Zhou Xiangwan stopped snapping pictures, and suddenly felt that his behavior seemed not very good. He grabbed Wu Liang's waist, rubbed his chin against his neck, and said dumbfoundedly, "How do you protect me?"

Wu Liang said: "I will use the ultimate Pelio light."

Zhou Xiangwan: "What the hell?!"

Seeing this, Wu Liang moved in Zhou Xiangwan's arms, intending to show Zhou Xiangwan a pose of Ultraman fighting a monster.Zhou Xiangwan quickly hugged his waist and coaxed, "Okay, okay, it's almost done. I'll take you to the hospital!"

"No." Wu Liang stopped Zhou Xiangwan with a serious face, "Don't startle the snake."

Zhou Xiangwan was also in a daze, and asked strangely, "Who did you hit?"

"Fight monsters."

Wu Liang's arms were filled with energy, and he shot wildly in all directions. Zhou Xiangwan rarely saw a trace of childishness in Wu Liang's body. He felt that he was very cute at this time, so he didn't stop him, but just took off his outer robe and put it on him. While cooperating: "Wow, it's amazing!"

Wu Liang seemed to be inspired, and his whole body was full of strength. At this moment, the door was suddenly opened, and Belev poked his head out from the crack of the door, and was being "sighed" by Wu Liang's ultimate Pelio light. .

Belev felt his eyes were scorched.

A silly grandson is enough to make Belev feel suffocated, but with a silly boyfriend of a silly grandson, he will never be able to retire with peace of mind for the rest of his life. He said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xiangwan hugged Wu Liang tightly in his arms, and said slowly, "...This is our young people's interest."

Belev: "Then don't have fun in my castle!!! Go back to your castle in the south!!!"

Zhou Xiangwan: "I want to go back to the one in the north!"

Belev said angrily: "It's gone! It was set on fire by your boyfriend!!! Do you know that there are Tolstoy's manuscripts and the chair Mr. Marx sat on, Khrushchev Touched potatoes!!! I'm so mad!!!"

Zhou Xiangwan: "Where's my mother's painting?!"

Belev felt that if he stayed inside for another second, his high blood pressure was about to attack, he closed the door with a bang, and yelled before leaving: "It's gone!!!"

Zhou Xiangwan was in disarray on the spot, utterly collapsed, groaning, shaking Wu Liang's shoulder crazily, and yelling like a distressed hero: "You burned my mother's painting?! Why?!!!"

Wu Liang blinked and murmured, "I can't find you."

Zhou Xiangwan couldn't believe it: "You can't find me, so you burn my house down? You... you... I'll just raise one haha!"

Wu Liang couldn't connect the causal relationship, so he nodded with a smile.

Zhou Xiangwan was horrified, and subconsciously connected Wu Liang's behavior of burning his house if he couldn't find him. After being shocked by the burning of his mother's portrait, he suddenly felt the strange feeling of being forced to love by a domineering president.

Zhou Xiangwan said sadly: "Wu Liang, what should I do with you? You love me so crazy. I forgive you this time, but next time you burn my paintings, I will Angry."

Wu Liang couldn't understand what Zhou Xiangwan was talking about, his eyes turned black, his body had reached its limit, but he still fought the last monster in his mind, grabbed the corner of Zhou Xiangwan's clothes, and issued the domineering president's declaration: "No one can touch my man! When I wake up..." Before Wu Liang finished speaking, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.