Rise From the Humble

As night falls, the crescent moon hangs on the treetops, and an intoxicating night is slowly spreading. Three figures appeared in the night, staggering towards the independent hall assigned by Zhu Ping'an. The night wind blew and the smell of alcohol filled the air.

"Come on, people, your master is too drunk. Little brother Zhu, wake up, you are already home."

Chu Xiong and Zhuo Yan led the drunken Zhu Pingan into the courtyard. While calling people, they gently patted Zhu Pingan's cheek and called.

Zhu Ping'an drunkenly tried his best to open his eyes, then closed his eyelids again, snoring from his mouth.

"Uncle, uncle"

Baozi's little maid Hua'er heard that Zhu Ping'an was drunk, so she trotted over anxiously from the house.

"I'm not a big drinker. I don't drink at all. How can I act blindly today?"

The demon girl Ruonan also came out, muttering softly but with a worried look on her face.

"Ahem, we didn't know that little brother Zhu had such a light drinking capacity. He got drunk after just a few glasses of rice wine. It's our fault, it's our fault."

Seeing the worried looks of Hua'er and the others, and hearing the slander from the demon Ruonan, Chu Xiong said embarrassedly.

Hua'er was worried about Zhu Pingan, her heart was all about Zhu Pingan, and she had no mind to pay attention to Chu Xiong. As for the witch Ruonan, she always disliked these officials, and she didn't even look at Chu Xiong and the others.

It was indeed a bit unseemly for Jie Feng Yan to drink the guest of honor down. Chu Xiong and the others were a little embarrassed for a moment, "Ahem, you two weak women, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold Zi Hou up. Let's help you get Zi Hou into the room." Bar."

Hua'erli shook his head, "My uncle is drunk, how can he let you into the house?"

"No need to worry, Hua'er can give me a hand." The demon girl Ruonan said coldly, then put Zhu Pingan's arm around her neck with one hand, and lifted Zhu Pingan on her back with a little force, showing a relaxed and casual attitude.

After the enchantress Ruonan carried Zhu Pingan on her back, with the help of Hua'er, the enchantress Ruonan pressed Zhu Pingan's hands on his chest with one hand, hooked Zhu Pingan's thigh with the other hand, and carried Zhu Pingan toward the house.

Chu Xiong and the two couldn't help but widened their eyes. This is really not what people look like. Zhu Ping'an's concubine looks like a practicing master.

"Brother Zhuo, although little brother Zhu is drunk, we have already made reservations at the Xiyao Building and made appointments, so we can't back out. Let's go, let's go to the Xiyao Building and invite little brother Zhu another day. ." Chu Xiong watched the demon girl Ruonan and Hua'er carry Zhu Ping'an into the house, then turned to Zhuo Yan and said.

"Anyway, you are the biggest benefactor, so I have no objection." Zhuo Yan nodded, with a smile on his paralyzed face.

So, the two of them headed towards the Slim waist building.

When Chu Xiong and Zhuo Yan were heading to the Slim Yao Building, Zhu Pingan had already entered the house on the back of the demon Ruo Nan.

"Slow down, don't scare me."

"Be careful of the threshold."

"Be careful with the door frame, don't touch my uncle's head."

Along the way, Er'er's little mouth never stopped, reminding Ruo Nan from time to time to be careful, gentle and slow.

It was normal for the demon Ruonan to carry Zhu Pingan on her back at first, but within a few steps of walking into the house, the demon Ruonan's face changed. It turned slightly red, and then turned from red to black, as if she was exhausted.

After walking to the bedroom, Hua'er was still reminding the demon Ruonan to be gentler. The demon Ruonan immediately threw Zhu Ping'an on the bed. In Hua'er's stunned eyes, the demon Ruonan turned to Zhu Ping'an on the bed with a dark face. Ping An said coldly, "Get up, stop pretending, I know you're not drunk!"

"What are you doing!" Hua'er suddenly became angry when she saw the demon Ruonan throwing Zhu Ping'an rudely onto the bed.

When he heard the witch Ruonan telling Zhu Pingan to stop pretending, Hua'er's little face was stunned for a moment, and then became even more angry, "Huh? Ruonan, what are you talking about? I'm already so drunk."

"When I was carrying him, he moved!"

The demon girl Ruonan glanced hard at Zhu Ping'an on the bed with a dark face, turned to Hua'er and said.

"Where is the movement?! Why didn't I see it? My uncle is so drunk, how could he move. Stop making excuses for yourself. My uncle usually treats you well, how can you repay kindness with hatred!"

Hua'er puffed out her cheeks and said angrily.

"You can't see where he moves!" The demon girl Ruonan's almond-shaped eyes widened. She once again gave Zhu Ping'an on the bed a sharp look, and said through gritted teeth, her words full of gunpowder.

"What do you mean I can't see where my uncle moved?! Where did he move?!" Baozi's little maid Hua'er asked angrily.

"Anyway, he moved!" The demon Ruo Nan gritted her teeth.

Hua'er wanted to say something else, but he saw the demon girl Ruonan suddenly took out the fish dagger, gritted her teeth and walked towards Zhu Pingan, "Zhu Pingan! I know you are not drunk, get up and stop pretending, otherwise I will let you sleep for the rest of your life. Get down!"

"What are you going to do?!" Hua'er stretched out her hands to stop her in front of the bed, like a little hen guarding her chicks.

"I'm counting three numbers, 1, 2." The demon girl Ruonan looked past Hua'er and looked at Zhu Ping'an on the bed.

When the demon girl Ruonan opened her mouth and was about to blurt out the three words, Zhu Pingan on the bed coughed and opened his eyes, "Ahem, don't worry, I'm not drunk, I'm just pretending."

"Uncle, you are really not drunk." Hearing this, Hua'er turned around in surprise.

"Who is worried about you?! You should worry about yourself!" The demon girl Ruonan looked at Zhu Pingan with an unkind look on her face, the dagger whirling at her fingertips.

"Uncle, why are you pretending to be drunk?" Hua'er asked in confusion.

"Ha, pretending to be drunk makes it easier for some people to do bad things. Afterwards, you can blame the wine." The demon Ruonan looked at Zhu Pingan coldly and sneered angrily, the fish dagger on her fingertips flying. It was moving faster, as if it would fly out at any time and hit someone in the heart.

"What bad thing did my uncle do? My uncle has been pretending to be asleep." Hua'er said with a puzzled look.

"I pretended to be drunk because Chuxiong and the others wanted to pick me up again at the Slim Yao Building. I didn't want to go and couldn't refuse, so I had to pretend to be drunk." Zhu Pingan explained.

"Slim waist building? It sounds like it's not a good place!" the demon Ruonan sneered.

"Yes, that's why I pretended to be drunk." Zhu Pingan nodded.

"You can't go to unclean places like that. If my uncle needs it, I...I can."

Hua'er's little face was red, her little hands were holding the corners of her clothes, and her head was almost buried in her collar.

"Don't change the subject! What should we do about what happened just now?!" The demon girl Ruonan looked at Zhu Pingan with an unkind expression.

"Ahem, Hua'er, I'm a little thirsty. Go and pour me a bowl of water. Oh, honey water is best. Although I'm not drunk, I drank a lot and my head feels dizzy. I heard honey water You can sober up."

Zhu Ping'an used the excuse of being thirsty to successfully put away the painting, and then said to the demon Ruonan with a frank and apologetic expression, "What happened just now was my fault. I drank some wine and was pushed back by you again. It's all because of my body." Instinctively, I didn’t mean any disrespect to the girl, I can swear to God.”

"You mean, you respect me like this?!"

The demon girl Ruonan's face was even more unkind, the dagger stopped rotating, and the tip of the dagger was pointed at Zhu Ping'an's heart, ready to fly.

"Ahem, no, no, that's not the intention," Zhu Pingan explained hurriedly.

"snort!"

The witch Ruonan snorted coldly when she saw Zhu Ping'an's embarrassment.

"Just this once, never again!"

"Next time!"

The witch Ruonan said coldly to Ping An, then waved her jade hand, and a white light flashed across. A writing brush hanging on the pen holder on the table in front of the window was divided into two parts by a dagger.

Zhu Pingan suddenly felt a chill.