Although rice wine is sweet, if you drink too much, it will still hit your head, and the stamina is still strong, so it is not easy to get rid of it, leaving a mouthful of alcoholic taste.
Datong's tongue was numb, and there was no sweet taste in his mouth. He just wanted to find a place to close his eyes and sleep.
But no one spared each other, they all wanted to see each other make a fool of themselves, so the gentlemen toasted one after another, some of them drinkable, and their faces were neither red nor white, as usual, and there was no sign that they had been drinking for three days. Patrolled.
There were even those who drank too much, reciting poems and writing poems, full of poems and poems, which made them excited.
There were also a few people like Datong who couldn't drink at all. They were already lying on the table in a drunken state. They felt that everything in front of them was spinning and messy. What's worse, they slipped off the stools and fell directly to the ground, hugging the stools. My legs are drooling and snoring at the same time...
Datong gradually fell asleep and could no longer hear the noise and noise around him...
"Go home, I want to go home..." When Datong regained consciousness, he found that he was bumping up and down, and he was sitting in a sedan...
"Sir, you've woken up. We'll take you home right now. Here, I'll help you soothe your hangover." Four people carried the sedan chair, and one person held it down. They followed along and took care of you along the way.
He heard Datong talking and quickly handed over a bowl of tea.
"Where is this...I want to go back to Qiaotou Village." Datong glanced outside and didn't know the road.
"This is the way to Qiaotou Village. We are taking a shortcut. Sir, please sleep for a while. We will wake you up when we arrive. The road is bumpy, so please be patient." He took the drink from Datong's hand and drank it all. Teacup waved his hand and the bearers continued to carry the sedan.
As the night falls, candlelight fills the streets and alleys...
Datong looked around drunkenly, thinking that he was heading towards a place with dim lights, but he didn't know that he was not taking the road back to Qiaotou Village, but was heading towards a place with noisy lights...
Datong no longer cares about so much. The hangover tea has no effect on the alcohol. On the contrary, it makes him almost unable to open his eyes. He just wants to curl up in the sedan and sleep for a while...
This time, Datong fell into a deep sleep for some reason. When he woke up, the surroundings were quiet. There were no bearers, no stewards, no colleagues, no scent of wine and vegetables...
And he was lying on a soft couch.
"Hey, where is this?" Datong touched his head. This place is not like his home. The bed at home is not as soft...
I sniffed it and wondered what it smelled like, the scent of powder...
Haitang always wears heavy make-up, but she only wears light make-up. She won't have such a strong smell. Where does this smell come from? Wintersweet, Tian Niu, and dumb girls don't have this smell. Besides, they won't enter her body in the middle of the night if they are fine. Room...
These smells made Datong wake up and slowly open his eyes...
Quilt, embroidery, two mandarin ducks playing in the water, curtains, curtains...
This, this is definitely not my home!
This looks like a woman's boudoir!
Datong's head was completely awake. He sat up suddenly. Where was he? He was still dreaming. He patted his forehead and felt numbness and pain...
Only the smell of alcohol on his clothes reminded him that everything really happened.
Datong quickly put on his boots and shoes and got out of bed, looking for a door to go out. He also wanted to know where he was.
In short, there is always a bad feeling in a place like this.