Coming out of the "Pavilion of Love", Chu Tianqi was drunk and confused, and his steps were slightly staggering, but he could still walk on his own. Ning Junqi pulled the bag with the lever with one hand, gently supported his arm with the other, and under Qin Xuemei's care, he took the elevator smoothly, got out of the building, and got into the taxi smoothly.

As soon as he got into the taxi, Chu Tianqi closed his eyes tightly, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, leaning on Ning Junqi. At first, he leaned on her shoulder, and from time to time he breathed wine from his mouth, blowing to her neck and the edge of her hair.

The heat wave of alcohol blows on the skin, which is not very strong, but itchy, and it is an indescribable feeling. Ning Junqi moved slightly, trying to change direction and avoid the invasion of the heat wave.

Unexpectedly, Chu Tianqi tilted his head and slid down from her shoulders, only to stop when he encountered resistance, stopping at the most prominent position on her upper body. Ning Junqi was embarrassed and moved slightly, trying to get his head out of that position. But instead of leaving, he grabbed her from the front with one hand, arched his head like a baby, and smacked his mouth a few times. It's good, not only the head is there, but even the mouth is attached to the clothes. The heat from his mouth hit her clothes, burrowed into them, and even brushed against her skin. "Suddenly", a crisp * numbness feeling jumped up from the spine groove and rushed straight to her mind, and she couldn't help but tremble.

Ning Junqi's face was warm, he raised his head, and secretly looked at the driver in front of him. The driver seemed to be accustomed to the scene of the girl sending the drunk, and did not look back, but he twitched slightly, and his brows were slightly furrowed, apparently worried that the drunk would dirty the car.

Seeing that the driver didn't pay attention to himself, Ning Junqi's heart was slightly relieved, and he withdrew his gaze and looked at him in his arms. At this time, Chu Tianqi was half-lying on her chest, with one side of his face clinging to her clothes, and the other side of his face with a sweet smile, his mouth slightly open, like a sleeping child. His face was there, flattening the ground beneath his clothes, especially his mouth.

No, his face must be out of there. Thinking like this, Ning Junqi grabbed his arm that was holding him, and moved his body to the side. Her actions were in vain, and instead of breaking his arm, she was tightened tighter. To make matters worse, his head arched again, his half-open mouth smacked a few times, and then pressed directly against her clothes, which were the high ground of the highlands. It seems that if she moves a little more, then his mouth may not be able to hold anything.

It was the afternoon time to go to work, there was a lot of traffic on the road, and the taxis went very slowly, stop-and-go. Whenever the car suddenly started or braked suddenly, Chu Tianqi's head would also shake and rub against her body. She has that crispy and numb feeling from time to time, and I really want to give him a few punches, but I enjoy this comfortable feeling very much.

From the rearview mirror, you can see that your face is like a big red cloth, not only on your face, but also on your neck. The strange sensations on his body were one after another, and Ning Junqi had no choice but to look out of the car and look at the "iron snails" that were slowly moving on the road.

Finally, the taxi stopped at the door of the house, and Ning Junqi breathed a long sigh of relief. It took her a lot of effort to get Chu Tianqi out of the car, she didn't dare to ask the driver to help, she was worried that he would take the opportunity to eat her own tofu, but there were many cases in the book. Asked the driver to put the bag on the ground, Ning Junqi paid the fare, and the driver drove away.

Putting Chu Tianqi's arm on his shoulder, Ning Junqi finally pulled his bag to the door, finally opened the courtyard door, finally opened the door of the house, and finally finally got the drunk ghost and things into the house.

Originally, he was going to get the drunk into the guest room, but now that he is dead, how can he get upstairs? Ning Junqi thought for a moment, and moved forward with difficulty, she wanted to get him to the sofa. At this point, his hands were around her neck, and she had to slowly bend down* and hold him with both hands, letting his back go to the sofa.

Although Chu Tianqi is not fat, after all, he is a big man of nearly one meter nine, and he still has a certain weight. His whole body fell rapidly down as his ass was on the couch, but his hands were still around her neck. Suddenly, she fell on top of him.

Ning Junqi scolded "drunk" and was about to "escape" from under his arm. Who knew that his mouth was kissing her on the face, arching back and forth from time to time, and the stubble on his lips made her itch and pain. His hands were not honest, and he kept roaming her back, and he picked up her outer clothes, and half of her back was exposed. His arms were so strong that she couldn't breathe. What's worse is that she feels something chattering at her, and her face is even hotter.

What is he going to do? Playing hooligan? An idea came to mind. But looking at his closed eyes and clumsy movements, she knew he was drunk. However, under the stimulation of alcohol, the outbreak of human instinct is not excluded.

How can this work? I can't give it to him in such a muddle, let alone in my own home. Thinking of this, Ning Junqi struggled desperately, trying to break free from him. But his hands were still holding her tightly, still messing with her clothes, and his mouth was still dishonest.

No, a drunk can't wake up, and the culprit is the hand, and a slap in the face may not work. yes, get his hand away. Thinking like this, Ning Junqi reached behind his back to find his hand. The strength in her hands itself was far from his, and he was drunk, so she still worked hard with her hands behind her back, and it didn't work at all after a few attempts.

What should I do? Ning Junqi's heart was horizontal, her long nails scratched the back of his hand fiercely, and there seemed to be a "stab" sound in the ear chakra, his hands were released, and she fell a fart * bulnd due to the inertia of the backward force.

Touching the sore fart* strands, Ning Junqi looked up and saw that the drunk was still asleep. One hand hangs down and the other is at your side. Ning Junqi observed for a while, and saw that he had no intention of moving, so he got up from the ground and walked over slowly.

Standing on the side of his feet, Ning Junqi looked carefully. I saw that on the back of his hand that was placed on his side, five red marks appeared, and two of them were still bloodshot out. Ning Junqi felt distressed for a while, but she was still ruthless and didn't deal with him, she was afraid that she would be "poisoned" by him again.

After observing for a while, I saw that he was sleeping very well. Ning Junqi bent down, gently took off his leather shoes, and sat on the edge of the sofa next to him, observing the big boy beside him. The boy's cheeks were flushed, his mouth was slightly open, and there was a hint of melancholy between his eyebrows. Looking at the boy's slightly open mouth and the blue beard stubble on the boy's lips, Ning Junqi couldn't help but blush and his heart was beating for a while. Just now, he just used his mouth to constantly violate himself, and the stubble also acted as an accomplice, of course, the most hateful thing was the pair of claws.

A "bang" sound came, startling Ning Junqi. She stood up with a "rub" and looked towards the place where the voice had come from. Ning Junqi realized that he was in a hurry to enter the house just now, and he didn't have time to close the security door, and the security door was just covered.

Ning Junqi let out a long sigh, walked over, closed the door, and went to the sofa again. Find a blanket and cover him. Then she picked up the satchel he had dropped on the ground and put it on the coffee table, and she went up to the second floor.

After entering his bedroom, Ning Junqi found that he was sweating with relish, and the unpleasant smell of wine penetrated his nostrils from time to time. She snorted and looked down, and the scene in front of her made her ashamed, and she couldn't help but curse "stinky rascal". I saw that the white sweatshirt was wet*, and the wet position was exactly the place on the chest, which happened to be the place where the drunk man was pillow in the car just now. Needless to say, this must be the guy's salivation, and he almost made him eat tofu, at least he already made him smell tofu.

Looking at the looming underwear, Ning Junqi's pretty * face flushed, and she hurriedly locked the door, took off her outer clothes and pants, and went into the bathroom.

Stripped of the last two pieces of clothing, a graceful figure appeared in the mirror. The proportions of this figure are very symmetrical, one more is fat, one less is thin, the curves are exquisite, and the white jade is flawed. Looking at himself in the mirror, Ning Junqi blushed again, and the scene just now appeared in his mind again. She hurriedly shook her head, said "don't be ashamed" a few times, and then unscrewed the water heater valve, and the silver water curtain spilled down.

In the small room, the water splashed and the heat rose. Soon, the entire space was foggy, and the figure in the mirror was blurred.

……

Girls have fewer and fewer clothes, less and less.

The boy's face was red, his heart was beating faster, his throat moved, and he swallowed saliva.

Grabbing the clothes, the girl turned her head and smiled, laughing so seductively, so charming.

The boy's heart was ape, his eyes were fixed on the girl, and the ghost moved forward, moving, seeing that the girl was already within reach. The boy's arm trembled, raised it slightly, grabbed the girl's clothes belt, and said with a smile, "I'll help you." ”

The girl didn't speak, but nodded sheepishly.

Encouraging, the boy's throat squirmed again and a hoarse voice sounded: "I'm here to help you." ”

The mouth was gentle, but the hands were very rough, the boy grabbed the strap of the clothes violently, pulled to the side, and the small clothes left the girl's body in an instant.

The boy swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva in quick succession, and shook his arms as he pulled at the last of his little clothes.

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out: "Stop, livestock." ”

The boy was startled, and looked back to see a figure approaching him. I can only vaguely see that it is a man, but I can't see the facial features clearly.

The man's voice continued to sound: "Chu Tianqi, you are a hooligan, and you are a hooligan to my daughter." ”

"No, I didn't, I'm just instinctive, uncle......" Speaking of this, the boy saw the man's appearance clearly, and was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly changed his words, "Uncle...... Secretary, I don't. I don't believe you ask Junqi. As he spoke, he looked back.

There was nothing behind him, and there was still a girl.

……

"I didn't, I didn't, I didn't. The boy kept arguing, and opened his eyes sharply.

Looking at the unfamiliar environment, the boy realized: he had just dreamed.

At the same time, another thought came to my mind: Where is this?

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