"Qi Ye, you let go of me, what do you want to do?" Wen Liang glanced back at Bo Rong's direction, and then looked back at Qi Ye's hand that held him, and said unhappily.

Although the man was drunk and his steps were a little empty, he pulled her in the direction of her house with unmistakable accuracy.

I thought that he would not answer her question, but in the end, it was not until he pulled her to stand still at the door that he said to her: "I want to take a bath, open the door." ”

"You want to take a bath, you go back to your house to wash! What are you making trouble with me?" Wen Liang kicked the man angrily, turned his head and walked in the direction of Bo Rong.

I've never seen a drunk Qi Ye before, but now that I see it, I know that after this man is drunk, he is simply a mess type!

Wen Liang just turned around and was brutally pulled back by the man.

Her back was against the iron door, and it hurt her.

She raised her head and stubbornly looked at the man who held her down, but the man directly reached out and grabbed her handbag unceremoniously.

"Qi Ye, what are you doing, you return the bag to me!" Wen Liang reached out to grab it, but the man lifted the bag over his head easily.

Qi Ye was too tall, and Wen Liang couldn't snatch the handbag in the man's hand even if she jumped up, so she simply gave up in the end.

When Qi Ye rummaged inside and out, but didn't find the key, he returned the bag directly to Wen Liang with some disgust.

Just when Wen Liang thought that this man was going to retreat, he suddenly pressed her against the wall.

The sexy body bends down slightly, bowing into a beautiful arc.

The man, who was full of hormonal masculinity, suddenly approached the warmth.

Wen Liang subconsciously turned her face away, and the man's thin and slightly cold lips crossed her white and delicate face directly, and then froze in her ears.

"Nuan Nuan, where is the key?" the man's magnetic voice penetrated through the warm eardrums, and Wen Liang's instinct trembled a little.

As he spoke, his thin lips crossed her slightly cool earlobes, but suddenly they seemed to warm up, and her whole ear was red and hot.

Wen Liang put his hands between her and Qi Ye, frowned unhappily, and said to him, "Let go, the key is not in my pocket!!"

"What's on you?" said the man's hand, at some point, reached up to her waist and reached under the hem of her clothes.

The rough fingertips ran across her lower abdomen, causing her to shiver.

The hairs all over his body seemed to stand up, and Wen Liang grabbed the man's big hand, and finally admitted defeat: "Let go, let go! I'll open the door for you, can't you open the door?"

After listening to Wen Liang's words, the corners of the man's mouth hooked up a clear smile, the corners of his lips hooked up with satisfaction, and then withdrew his hand from her waist, and carefully helped her tidy up the hem of her clothes, looking like she was not half drunk.

Wen Liang threw away the carpet and took out the key.

She was naturally not so honest, and she was about to run away after taking the key, but as soon as the man's long arm stretched out, he put his arm around her waist and picked her up directly and spun around, so that she had to look at her door face to face.

Qi Ye held her hand holding the key from behind, and then stuffed the key in her hand into the keyhole......

There was a 'click', and the door to the cool room opened.

Qi Ye let go of Wen Liang's hand, like an uncle, and was about to enter the house around Wen Liang.

Wen Liangyan quickly opened his arms and blocked himself at the door like a human wall, making a dying struggle.

The man looked at her condescendingly, frowned, and ......

His hands swept over her armpits, lifted her up like a barbell, lifted her into the room, stretched out his long legs, kicked the door, and then walked towards the cool bathroom......